(Kelly/Mann)  I found my coat  Had trouble with the sleeves  We lifted your box  And bent at the knees  Know what tears the most?  It's the disregard for your holy ghost  You left the world, the world kept going..  Now I'm alone  I'm alone  And I don't fit here in our home  Where nothing tastes the same  With the tip of my tongue  Holding on to your name  Come on and pick me up  Raise me off the floor  Let me hear the band  Play the Rites of Man  Come on and lift my head  Lead me to the door  Make me understand  The rites of Man  Peace and quiet  Are over-rated words  The music of out home faded and unheard  Everything's as I left it;  Orderly and perfect  Nothing is out of place  All the cassettes stay in their case