[Instrumental Intro]

[Verse 1]
Along the tracks the wires are humming
In bursts of code like far-off drums
Fathering the message:
Further up the line someone's shouting
Down the passage of time

[Verse 2]
The corridor restrains the window
No view without the eye within
Bold upon the threshold
But holding on the line
We're shouting down the passage of time

[Chorus 1]
Relatives speak on the phone, on the train
Talking before they have thought to explain;
Voices pitched wildly on tracks in the night
Can't pick the pace up...
Oh, let there be light!
How light becomes the soul

[Verse 3]
You know yourself the centre of attention
You see yourself the locus of event
I'm sorry if it's painful quarrying the lime
Stage centre
Shouting down the passage of time
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