The church bells ring out morning glory When summer bends to the winter´s rage
Emily walks through the cemetery Passed a dog in an unmarked grave The old girl hobbles, nylons sagging Talks to her sisters in the ground I saw a lie in the mirror this morning I heard a prophesy all around
And Emily they come and go The shadows and the distant sounds But Emily don´t be afraid When the weight of angels weighs you down
Emily prays to a faded hero In a little frame clutched to her gown Hears the voice of promise in his memory Tonight´s the night they let the ladder down In a cage sits a gold canary By a wicker chair and a rosewood loom
As a soul ascends aboard the evening Canary sings to an empty room
And Emily they come and go The shadows and the distant sounds But Emily don´t be afraid When the weight of angels weighs you down