To us a coroner is already a dead man
For he has seen the face of death and wept.

To us a priest is parent
While he does his best to comfort
He must honorably fail.

To us a teacher is a student
Learning from the young
All things
He was taught to forget.

To us a light is a light
If it can be seen
And that's a very good thing
To us.

To us life's a walk in the park
Through sometimes this stormy weather
But before sleeping on the dark grass
(Lepers that we are)
We send a prayer up to the sky
In wishful thinking
Maybe we'll wake up