Hello
This call will reach you in your sleep
Our connection is a mental fuck. At best.
And while your body jumps off tightropes into seas
You'll hear a voice like god that pulls you right out
Says, "It could have been the best you had,
If you had remembered it at half-past seven."

Oh! Lord!
Don't you let me down!
Oh! Lord!
Don't you let me down tonight

And oh, you play it out and take it in
You sing the lines out like a voice of god's been given
Seahorses, kings, and children will listen
And all the world is love from the words you have written
It could have been the best you had
If you had remembered it at half-past seven

Oh! Lord!
Don't you let me down!
Oh! Lord!
Don't you let me down tonight

Alexander's got his tourniquet
From here on out it's open-ended

Oh! Lord!
Don't you let me down!
Oh! Lord!
Don't you let me down!
Oh! Lord!
Don't you let me down tonight