Some of Adam's Blues

My name was written down from a foundation

Despite our faithlessness, you send salvation

Lost through garden gates, lips wet with languish

No thought of memory, no simple precedent

And now I know it's true

His day is comin', boy, that final judgement

No matter where you go, you can't hide from him

Lost through the garden gates, lips wet with languish

No thought of memory, no simple precedent

And now I know it's true

Lost through the garden gates, lips wet with languish

Your day is comin', oh, and I feel it

Lost through the garden gates, lips wet with languish

No thought of memory, no simple precedent

And now I know it's true