Is all that we've become,   just nothing but hats and bags    We're waiting for taxi cabs    ao you light cigarettes   and I'm taking drags       In the air, a sea of words   that didn't come soon enough    In my mind a railway station    and a ticket stub      And it is easter in the town   I can hear as they strike off the bell    We're listening to some old man    Say he came back to life with a hole in his head       And now the Sunday school is gathered    together in pink and in blue   They're heralding angels for you,   but not for me      They're singing    Gloria in excelsis    Deo deo      Gloria in excelsis   But there's no,   There's no hope      And I am grateful for the things    that you've tried to show to me dear   but there no arcadia   No alby and theres no Jerusalem here      And underneath your pastures green   there's earth and there ash    and theres bone   and there are things that dissapear   into it and then they are gone      And there is light that hits the sky   and then it is midnight again    And there is my mother, my father,    and you and we are all impermanent      And on the green they tell their tales   about how even the dead can come back   I just dont believe in that       So you can keep on singing       Gloria in exclelsis    Deo deo      Gloria in excelsis    But there's no,   There's no hope      There's no such thing    There's no such thing    There's no such thing    There's no such thing    There's no such thing    There's no such thing    There's no such thing    There's no such thing as ghosts