The Midnight Clear

It came upon the midnight clear
That glorious sign of old
In rapture, secret sign of fear
In brave disguises
Old shoes, and dirty feet
The prophet's sign of prophecy
I resign to petty things
Like angels bending on their knees
Do you delight, do you delight, in me?
I laughed about it
Come to me now, come to me now, and bring
That rapture's moment
I wasn't changed, I wasn't changed, one bit
Though you may doubt it
I don't suppose, I don't suppose, you care
To ask about it?
The dead of winter takes a grip,
And moves around us
Oh night of labors, clap and kiss
Like working mothers
Old wounds, and thirty feet,
The clock it sounds of properties
I resign to glorious things
Like angels bending on their knees
Do you delight, do you delight, in me?
I laughed about it
Come to me now, come to me now, and bring
That rapture's moment
I wasn't changed, I wasn't changed, one bit
Though you may doubt it
And I don't suppose, I don't suppose, you care
To ask about it?
I will delight, I will delight, in this
Though you may doubt it
Come to me now, come to me now, my kids
And ask about it
I will delight, I will delight, in this
Though you may doubt it
Come to me now, come to me now, my kids