I.
time to hold, but i am falling down again,
as i call out your name three times,
and a rooster crows, somewhere,
and i am now laying in the dust,
of the road, beyond the wall
that leads into the square

II.
and there are lots of people, who are now
gathering in there, i can see that
they are angry, angry at someone,
maybe anyone, maybe me,
and maybe you, so
i call your name
as the rooster cries again
cries again

III.
but i have fallen, in the dust, on the road,
and i called your name three times,
i can hear the dogs bark at the
sound the crowd makes, in the dust
of the square, beyond the wall,
***** loud angry people shouting,
dust rising all around
your name three times

IV.
and i do not want to die, that is
nobody wants to die, and yet here we are
lying in the dust, and in the dust, and
fallen away, but all we have, for
we have all fallen away, now
and the rooster cries again

V.
and, i know now, what i have done
what have we done, all of us done,
and there is a great nothingness,
and there is an eternity, a darkness
and there is a day, and in fullness
and i know that i called your name
three times, what i would not have done
and i break down and weep