In a hard-lit room
Bleached and sterilized
News of suspect cells
Worms through baffled eyes
Oh, won't you come again, Lord
Under creaking boughs
Down a sodden lane
'Midst the broken black
He recites a name
Oh, won't you come again, Lord
Darkness calls to dark
Deep embraces deep
Wisdom's voice stands dumb
Empty places speak low
Oh, won't you come again, Lord