And the corners of the blueprint are ruined since they rolled
That the wilderness is gathering all its children back again
That I had to draw aside to see the serpent eat its tail
And we read from pleasant Bibles that are bound in blood and skin
All these wounded boys you lie beside goodnight, my friends, goodnight
I met a lady, she was playing with her soldiers in the dark
I want to thank you, Joan of Arc for treating me so well
Far past the stems of thumbtacks that still throw shadows on the wood
And all the rain falls down amen on the works of last year's man
When Jesus was the honeymoon and Cain was just the man
But the skylight is like skin for a drum I'll never mend
And Bethlehem inflamed us both like the shy one at some orgy
I was in that army, yes I stayed a little while
Some women wait for Jesus, and some women wait for Cain
The rain falls down on last year's man
Great Babylon was naked, oh she stood there trembling for me
And when we fell together all our flesh was like a veil
So I hang upon my altar and I hoist my Axe again
Bethlehem the bridegroom, Babylon the bride
Oh, one by one she had to tell them that her name was Joan of Arc
But everything will happen if he only gives the word
And I take the one who finds me back to where it all began
And the skylight is like skin for a drum I'll never mend
The lovers will rise up and the mountains touch the ground
An hour has gone by and he has not moved his hand
I came upon a wedding that old families had contrived
And though I wear a uniform I was not born to fight
