There
was
a
banquet
of
believers
when
we
walked
into
the
room.
December
days
of
Christmas
felt
like
days
in
June.
And
there
were
morning
lights,
and
sunrise
chimes
echoed
all
around.
Now's
the
time
for
weary
minds,
the
moon
is
northern
bound.
And
you
know
I'm
going
back,
going
back
today.
Back
to
where
I
came
from.
And
you
know
I'm
going
back,
going
back
to
stay.
To
the
alleys
where
pearls
of
passion
came
my
way.
Well
there's
a
promise
in
the
twilight,
it's
so
innocent
and
wild.
Two
hearts
that
break
the
silence,
you
can
hear
a
distant
cry.
And
there's
emptiness
and
loneliness,
it's
more
or
less
the
same.
Well
let's
run
between
the
raindrops,
babe,
and
catch
the
midnight
train.
And
you
know
I'm
going
back,
going
back
today.
Back
to
where
I
came
from.
And
you
know
I'm
going
back,
going
back
to
stay.
To
the
alleys
where
pearls
of
passion
came
my
way.
And
you
know
I'm
going
back,
going
back
today.
Back
to
where
I
came
from.
And
you
know
I'm
going
back,
going
back
to
stay.
To
the
alleys
where
pearls
of
passion
came
my
way.
And
you
know
I'm
going
back,
going
back
today.
Back
to
where
I
came
from.
And
you
know
I'm
going
back,
going
back
to
stay.
To
the
alleys
where
pearls
of
passion
came
my
way.
Came
my
way...