Pearls The Church

Well I hope
You're well insured
If my poor little heart
Becomes injured

And I hope
You can appreciate
When I say I'm coming early
I'm bound to be late
So don't
Change your rate

In the morning
Buildings swarming
Pearls are forming
In the seas
In the evening
Birds are leaving
In the seething
Canopy

In my time
With this name
I've been so many different men
Which one do you blame?