And the clock struck fifteen hours ago; it is shining 
And the man who is wasting on the wall 
Looks a lot like Jesus 
And a little bit resembling 
the man in the mirror in the hall

And I rose-trayed sailors 
And you still shining 
And I'm till waiting to got 
And I lied for sailors 
And I lied for certain 
And I lied to everyone I know

Oh I'd believe in God and I'd believe in loving 
but I don't speak to anyone who knows 
And I need four 50's and three yellow lemons 
And someone to take me home

And I'd forgotten the one who was sailing 
on the water down beside where you don't go 
And it's strange to tell 
that the one who is shining 
is someone I forgot I used to know

And the clock struck fifteen hours ago