So precious and fleeting I loved them all Time to go Down the street I watch you go Like theres no tomorrow Where we know Cause Everybodys is gone And all the old lamps are burning out And all those voices of joy and laughter Well them new folks done moved them out But if I listen close I can hear them Lord theyre calling me to come on Its just a matter of time Cause I got nowhere left to call home I see you waiting But I know you wont understand Sand falling on through through my hands Cause Everybodys is gone And all the old lamps are burning out And all those voices of joy and laughter Well them new folks done moved them out But if I listen close I can hear them Lord theyre calling me to come on Its just a matter of time Cause I got nowhere left to call home
lamp, folk, laughter, moved, everybodys