Oh, yonder stands the prophet, words are music to our ears
But down among the sinners, only pain and sweat and tears
Oh, the sermon soothes the simple but the rest are rapt with fear
Ohhhh no, too late to hold a trial, time doesn't wait for the watchmaker's dial
In the best laid plans of history lie the ruins of the past
And a chronicle of suffering shows the mythic pall they cast
To believe is true religion but to see is truth at last
Ohhhh no, too late to hold a trial, time doesn't wait for the watchmaker's dial
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Ohhhh no, too late to hold a trial, time doesn't wait for the watchmaker's dial
No, time doesn't wait for the watchmaker's dial
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