Down in the sun, in the rain
In the wind stealing by
With your time
Concealed in dreams
Shaped like hearts, shaped like spades
Shaped like spades digging down
To the heart that you stole
That you stole. Beware
For the soul is an old graveyard
Up in the trees, on the roof
In the sky with your name
Traced out in fire
Above the city of the mind
Oh, the mind is unknown
An ice-berg, like the day
Beware the day
For the day is more concealed
Than the night
Tie your heart to the stake
Feed the flames
The branches of the brain
And the bones of your soul
Of your soul, for the soul
Is an old graveyard
Outside the old city gates
You can see them standing there
Single file, queue to the sky
Hypnotised by the moon
A million souls leaving daylight
Leaving memory, leaving bones
The soul is an old graveyard