Bells Of Creation – …And You Will Know Us By The Trail Of Dead

I was standing on the shore, facing an open sea
I was listening to the sound of the waves breaking
And I thought of all the words that they were whispering
They kept changing

I was standing in the midst of the great company
Listening to the voices in ecstasy
And I watched as all creation was sang into being
And it kept changing
And it was changing

And all at once I caught a pulse and felt a rhythm
And I thought of the Song of the Ages
But then the balance slipped and opened up a schism
And I felt like raging

I was staring at the clouds, the rain began to fall softly
Filling up the rivers in Texas
And I thought of you and maybe you once thought of me
We were changing
And we kept changing

And all at once I saw a hole into the future
And I thought of the Bells of Creation
I heard the voice of God encoded in the music
And I felt like Satan
And I felt like Satan

We were standing on the shore, facing an open sea
Listening the sound of the waves breaking
And I turned to you and said that we could never leave
We were changed