Sister woke me up as he fell out of the sky
Where the angels crash and die
But what did you ever give?
Hear it resonate like his
Burning fast and burning free
You're alive and good St. John
As the AM waves the horn [unverified]
As as the ships do to the sea
As as the ships do to the sea
When the polished vinyl spun
Crashing down against the wind
When that crackling vinyl spins
When the crackling vinyl spins
You still living good St. John
High up in the yellow sun
We can find your vacant grin
In every thread store bin
You're a dime-a-dozen man
You're a dime-a-dozen man
But your dreams touch so soon
And you're life was big and for
Like your words so beautiful
Always echo across the world