The town walking through streets The night too long now The reach too slow Well I frozen at bay So hard to stay Harder to go and Come and listen to me alone And I will tell you And try to speak of lonely now What cannot describe this thing inside you I want to know Come and vision a dream for one I Cannot be found in And trying to listen to listen to What the priest may tell me The blood of age Flows through The shout of reasons I come and listen to you