I was dazed and I was weary and my heart was full of dread
(You been living out of pocket, out of the socket)
(We can't hear you're on the list now)
There were seven horsemen next to me
Lord knows you ain't that bright, better let your dim light shine
(You been leaning like a Pisa, a moaning Lisa)
Ah, you better recognize
Came across the desert land
They had one good eye between them
(We can't hear you're on the list now)
Ah, you better recognize, son
Then she smiled and said, "Forgive me"
Ah, you better recognize, son
They were burning up the sky
Ah, you better recognize
And let your dim light shine
(Hip hip for all the busted, we are entrusted)
When I looked at my reflection, I was horrified to find
(Hip-Hip for all the busted, we are entrusted)
(You come a pleading, but it's too late)
Always darkest before the morning light
The angel close behind, they told me
When I asked why they had come for me
She said, "Everyone who's ever loved you gets hurt in the end"
The ugly one replied he told me
(You been leaning like a Pisa, a moaning Lisa)
(You come a pleading, but it's too late)
When an angel came to rescue me and held me in her grip
As she let go of my hand she told me
Just before I hit the ground I woke up in my bed
Ah, you better recognize
Ah, you better recognize
Next thing I recall well I was hanging from a cliff
Ah, you better recognize
Ah, you better recognize, son
(You been living out of pocket, out of your socket)
