Job’s Tears The Incredible String Band

We're all still here
No one has gone away
Waiting, acting much too
Well and procrastinating

The cross of the earth (let me go through)
The four winds point them
Body to body
Seas to anoint them
The reed they brought him
Sponge and vinegar
The fiery serpents
Spitting gold and cinnamon
The moon was bleeding
And stars were shallow
And the sword that killed him
Was a sword of willow

Hello I must be going well I only came to say
I hear my mother calling and I must be on my way

O I remember it all from before

The winter and the midnight (let me go through)
Could not hold him
The fire could not burn him
Nor earth enfold him
Rise up, Lazarus
Sweet and salty
Brother soldiers
Stop your gambling and talk to me
The thieves were stealers
But reason condemned him
And the grave was empty
Where they had laid him