Dry your eyes and take your song out,
If you can't recall the singer,
you can still recall the tune
Dry your eyes and play it slowly,
like you're marching off to war
Sing it like you know he'd want it,
like we sang it once before
From the center of the circle,
to the list of the waiting crowd
If it's ever be forgotten,
sing it long and sing it loud
An d they taught us more of giving
than we ever cared to know
But we came to find the secret
And it was more than being holy,
though it was less than being free.
And if you can't recall the reason,
can you hear the people sing?
To the lightning and the thunder,
to the dark side of the moon,
To that distant calling angel
Who descended much too soon