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 stony 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
Its a-coming in the day
Its blowing through my stony ears
Whistling it's way

The music's gone, the music's dead
The music went and in its stead
A single song, a chorus strong
A symphony, sans right or wrong

The band's rehearsing, the radio's off
The silence is everything, hold that cough, 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 stony ears
Whistling it's way