Listen to old Ed,
roaring and ranting
In the wee hours
before the dawn,
Mr. ‘fool on the hill,’ Watching the world go 'round,
he speaks, but does anybody hear?
God Hears! She’s got Ears!
God Hears! It's Her Tears,
God Hears! She Blesses you near Mystery's doorway where you can feel
Her hot breath gently rippling the veils...
