Four, three, two, one Play me something gently, I'm across the ocean, missing home There are lights on sparklin' towers that shine dark when seen alone Somewhere there's a mountain that overlooks the sea I wonder if that mountain's got more rock than my band and me And I ain't no victim to a naive boy's dreams But I wish you were here now to see these damned old sparklin' things It's a long road to Heaven It's a far drop to Hell I pray we outlive this fountain I reckon time will tell The stronger folks keep goin' No matter where they've been And there are lights on sparklin' towers That I'll never see again And I am not the person that I was yesterday And the things I'm seeing now will never be the same Do you think God's a person? Or the blinking lights That reflect in her eyes while she walks these streets at night? Do you think God's a person? Or is He just the sound of laughter through the walls in a place I haven't found? It's a long road to Heaven It's a far drop to Hell I pray we outlive this fountain Reckon only time can tell The stronger folks keep goin' No matter where they've been There are lights on sparklin' towers That I'll never see again Do you think God's a person? Or is He just the sound Of early mornin' creakin' on some floors way out of town? I'm breathing in a life and my legs are wokin' fine Do you think God's a person or the slowly-passing time?