Whispers In The Vestry

A broken man, sits brokenhearted
On the cold step of reality, he knows
No different places, no different faces
And he’s trying to count them all
Desperation, anticipation
He’s trying to see it all

And he’s climbing steps, up that mountain
But he’s seen the faces, felt that burn
And he does want it to end, but
There’s a shadow coming across the sky
And he knows his time is getting short

What was that movie called? About that man who
Climbed that mountain, but fell?
Where’s did my hat go, I’m sure that you had it
But my mind isn't so great anymore
I went to Scotland once with my parents
I wish my children hadn't moved to Canada

No more sadness, just utter bladness
There’s a porcupine in my tree
And my wife used to call me you
And I used to call you her
With you I’m a spare part
Apart I’m a useless tool
A pawn in your game of chess

I once went to church, I was alone with the vicar
He reached out for a bible, I got quite a shock
And I knew "it was an accident, the truth I swear"
But I haven’t been to church since, neither has the vicar
He said some words to me, that I’ll never forget
Keep it quiet son, like whispers in the vestry