The church bells ring out morning glory
When summer bends to the winter's rage
Emily walks through the cemetery

Passed a dog in an unmarked grave
The old girl hobbles, nylons sagging
Talks to her sisters in the ground

I saw a lie in the mirror this morning
I heard a prophesy all around


And Emily they come and go
The shadows and the distant sounds
But Emily don't be afraid

When the weight of angels weighs you down

Emily prays to a faded hero

In a little frame clutched to her gown
Hears the voice of promise in his memory
Tonight's the night they let the ladder down

In a cage sits a gold canary
By a wicker chair and a rosewood loom
As a soul ascends abord the evening

Canary sings to an empty room

And Emily they come and go

The shadows and the distant sounds
But Emily don't be afraid
When the weight of angels weighs you down