Moon is broken and the sky is cracked
The only thing you see is all that you lack
All your cryin' won't do no good
Come down off the cross, we could use the wood
I'm just a-passin' through
There's no light in the tunnel, no wines in the fire
And you're singin' lead sopranoin a drunk man's choir
When life seems nasty, brutish and short
When the seas are stormy, and you can't find no quarter
I'm just a-passin' through
There's nothin' in this world that you can do
You've been whipped by the forces that are inside of you
Well you're high on the top of your mountain of woe
You know you should surrender but you can't let go
You gotta come up on to the house
I'm just a-passin' through
I'm just a-passin' through
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