Singing a Hymn through Him

And all these years they were singing a hymn through him
Moving them with the others through the leak
You of the speech who held a cry through my site
The water gave return to a sink
And when I am dead I will sing through a man instead

Soon the stars and the younger stars drop me
(They'll find, soon, by moonlight)
My soles aren’t safe for the landing I entreat
(Good, fine)

And all these years they were singing a hymn through him
I want for their death
An ambulance and a dog I'vе dreamed
They'vе torn my clothes behind a window steamed

And when I’m dead I hope they knew I was a man