Well I know sorry it not enough it's high Excuses are hard to come by you stays anyway Now Shadows soft the mirror on the floor And my friends there are gone away Heaven shakes hands with the lord The merry is not word anymore I see the headlines of the news of the church burning down in all the right Forty people in it screaming fight fire no use of it And I see shadows of the mirror on the floor My friends they are gone away The heaven shakes hands with the lord And merry is not a word anymore