Earth Has No Sorrow

It's time to get the lash
 Time to get the rope
 Sharpen the razor
 Grab the microscope
 It won't be pretty when they cut the tether
 Sometimes you lose your address to find your shelter
 Why is joy something I must steal?
 Starving skeletons looking for a meal
 Out in the graveyard, church bells peal
 Earth has no sorrow heaven can't heal
 I bought a crap detector
 Emptied all my savings
 It's got a hair-trigger feel for the slightest provocation
 Not there to spill blood or judge out of line
 It's just a modern convenience to save you some time
 Johnny says to Sarah as he takes her by the hand
 "I hear angels 'cross that river in Beulahland"
 The waters are cold, and they're deep, my friend
 I'm going down, down, down and coming up again
 Now I'm checking my closets 'cos I don't know when
 Surely life is more than learning how to live with your skeletons
 Wind swing low
 Whisper in my ear
 Wind swing low
 Dry these tears