As the floods of God Wash away thin air They say it was written In the page of the Lord But I was looking For that great jazz note That destroyed The walls of Jericho The winds of fear

It was not two days. a night and a day I look back at the man I was before A sorry stranger banged up on the shore Your warm arms tore the walls down. The devil with the damned things anyway They were of no use, just a frame From there he would watch,