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Steady Procession of Mourners

January 13, 2005

2/25/1986


In they come, out they go,
Steady procession of mourners,
Wandering to and fro,
Steady procession of mourners.


Here they come, here I go,
Steady procession of mourners,
Into rooms where nothing shows,
Steady procession of mourners.


Has someone just hired them?
Steady procession of mourners.
To moan and cry and chant “Amen?”
Steady procession of mourners.


Yet all of them seem to know,
Steady procession of mourners,
About his love, about his soul.
Steady procession of mourners.


And, yes, they show their love for him,
Steady procession of mourners,
So I will stay and listen in,
Steady procession of mourners.


At the center of the storm,               Where it’s nice and safe and warm.
                  In my close confined cocoon,             In the center of the room, 
           While the maelstrom passes by,    Where they cannot hear me cry,
I will stop and breathe and rest,         As I watch them pound their breast.


In they come, out they go,
Steady procession of mourners,
Wandering to and fro,
Steady procession of mourners.