There's an old light on
Pulling at the wheel
Hammering the bell
He'll fold the mental folds, I'll wear it well
Wear it well for you
Rule it out for me
In leaves of sapless doubt hands throw me out

I, I saw a face again
I pulled it from my head
No looking, I know it well
No God

When the lead is good
How'd you make a deal
How'd you break first
Before the man who folds, I called it first
Call it out in two's
Crying out in three's
When these in rounds lose track hands hold me back

I, I saw a face again
I pulled it from my head
No looking, I know it well
No God

No God, no God
No God, no God

No God, no God
No God, no God