He should not be here
He's just too big
In a cloud [bad word] down
I put stars
At your feet
Put mars
At your head

Show yourself to me
And I'll believe
I'd moan and I'd weep
For silence
At your speak
I'd burst in
Full to the brim 

Mary lost her head
And let it bleed
Came crying back to me
My son.. Where's he been?
And don't deny it
And don't you hide him

No I've missed him
No I've missed him
No I've missed him
No I've missed him

Oh words
No Sign
Mary say
I'm not lying [bad word] He's so big
But good lord
He's been hid
Good Lord
Where you hid?
Ha!
No I've missed him.