The song's a thing and this one's thin From traveling light, the stars at night Have seen old time to new erosion Old time gone with old religions Prickled interest seizing pride The night the music upped and died, died Been listening all the night long Been listening all the day Will I listen for the one you know? Will I listen, will I pray? It's a-coming all the night long It's a-coming in the day It's blowing through my stone ears Whistling its way Left the song behind old chums The faintest trace of what's to come What's behind and what is near Banished by a suckling ear Coffee luster, lend me mine Nothing came with beer and wine, wine Been listening all the night long Been listening all the day Will I listen for the one you know? Will I listen, will I pray? It's a-coming all the night long It's a-coming in the day It's blowing through my stone ears Whistling its way The music's gone, the music's dead The music went and in its stead A single song, a strong A symphony, sans right or wrong The band's rehearsing, the radio's off The silence is everything, hold that cough Been listening all the night long Been listening all the day Will I listen to the one you know? Will I listen, will I pray? It's a-coming all the night long It's a-coming in the day It's blowing through my stone ears Whistling its way