A little child
And a cold missile
With a white wedding dress
And a Black Maria.
Some wild idea and I head back home
Swing low sweet Jesus
Come to carry me
Carry me home
Swing low
Carry me home
Come together, home
Come together, home
Carry on angel
No-one can harm you now
Though your fins
Though your fins be scarlet
Come together, home
Come together, home
Just walk
Into the fast lane
Head in the stars
Horizon, behold
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