I guess we're cut from the same cloth, you and I
A cloth of solitude and anguish
A cloth of glory
The color of the sky and beyond the sky
The color of the sea and below the sea
The color of the sun and within the sun
Where no human eye can see

Let us go together, you and I
I to paint churches, you to make bells
Look at him weeping on the ground
And the crowds have scattered joyous because of him

When his bell has sounded over miles and miles
Over this vast landscape
And its sound has crushed the hearts of all who heard it
To pure love

Look at him weeping on the ground
Hush now, my child
Let us go together, you and I
Let us go together, you and I
And I'll break my vow of silence to stop your crying