Amen I heard it again The bells sound so proud They soar through the air And call all to prayer It's like the angels are laughing out loud The still street Is dead on its feet I see a black man beating a rug Then he drags it back in And it's quiet again There's no wind to clear the dust A tree full of birds And every one nervous Someone's got to be the first to fly But don't look at me I lost my wings And I'm still looking for a reason to try Amen I heard them again I thought they all vanished from air The silence is fine But not all the time It's nice to know they're still there Amen