The church bells ring out morning glory 
When summer bends to the winter's rage 
Emily walks through the cemetery 
Passed a dog in an unmarked grave 
The old girl hobbles, nylons sagging 
Talks to her sisters in the ground 
I saw a lie in the mirror this morning 
I heard a prophesy all around 
 
And Emily they come and go 
The shadows and the distant sounds 
But Emily don't be afraid 
When the weight of angels weighs you down 
 
Emily prays to a faded hero 
In a little frame clutched to her gown 
Hears the voice of promise in his memory 
Tonight's the night they let the ladder down 
In a cage sits a gold canary 
By a wicker chair and a rosewood loom 
As a soul ascends abord the evening 
Canary sings to an empty room 
 
And Emily they come and go 
The shadows and the distant sounds 
But Emily don't be afraid 
When the weight of angels weighs you down