I sat down on the steps of the old church
Not because I believe
There was no reason that I could see
I sat with a bottle in a paper bag there on my knee
And waited for the sun to come up flaming
A black ant crossed the desert of the steps
He was only travelling through
I crushed him beneath my shoe
I did it I admit it was an evil thing to do
The church above me didn't seem to notice
People suffer more than ants or birds or dogs
Or any other thing
Cause they know the trap they're in
And even though they know they're going sink they have to swim
Knowing that eventually they will go under
I was sitting on the steps of the old church
And the sun came softly up
It's light spun through the fog
I know you must have seen it for yourself so I will stop
And not try to put in words for you the beauty
Not because I believe
There was no reason that I could see
I sat with a bottle in a paper bag there on my knee
And waited for the sun to come up flaming
A black ant crossed the desert of the steps
He was only travelling through
I crushed him beneath my shoe
I did it I admit it was an evil thing to do
The church above me didn't seem to notice
People suffer more than ants or birds or dogs
Or any other thing
Cause they know the trap they're in
And even though they know they're going sink they have to swim
Knowing that eventually they will go under
I was sitting on the steps of the old church
And the sun came softly up
It's light spun through the fog
I know you must have seen it for yourself so I will stop
And not try to put in words for you the beauty