Down

On

The flag stones

The accordians

And sweet trumpets rise

Rusty memories

Of sin and doubting

Mingle in around

The Queen Street

Traffic noise



Would that all the love in the world

Watch me

Through the night



You know

The preacher

All he preaches

Is vanity

Maybe

At last

You'll see

A brighter star than you will shine

One day



Hymns and words

And busy planets

Said the preacher

Have come and gone

Even your smile

Will one day die away

When your wealth and words

Are forgotten



Would that all the love in the world

Stay with me

Tonight



You know

The preacher

All he preaches

Is vanity

Maybe

At last

You'll see

A brighter star than you will shine

One day



Maybe

At last

You'll see

A brighter star than you will shine

One day



Maybe

At last

You'll see

A brighter star

Than you will shine

One day