The song's a thing And this one's thin From traveling light The stars at night Have seen old time to new erosion Old time gone with old religion Prickled interest seizing pride The night the music upped and died, died. Been listening all the night-long Been listening all the day. Will I listen for the one you know Will I listen, will i pray? It's a-coming all the night long It's a-coming in the day It's blowing through my stone ears, whistling its way. Left the song behind old chums The faintest trace of what's to come What's behind and what is near Banished by a suckling ear. Coffee lustre Lend me mine Nothing came with fear and wine, wine. Been listening all the night long Been listening all the day Will I listen for the one you know Will I listen, will I pray? It's a coming all the night-long Its a-coming in the day Its blowing through my stone ears, whistling it's way. The music's gone The music's dead The music went and in its stead A single song, a chorus strong A symphony, songs right or wrong The band's rehearsing, the radios off The silence is everything, hold that cough. Been listening all the night-long Been listening all the day Will I listen to the one you know Will I listen, will I pray? It's a-coming all the night-long It's a-coming in the day It's blowing through my stone ears, whistling it's way.
