©1975 Andrew Calhoun, recorded on Phoenix Envy. 

I am so lonesome 
As lonesome as darkness 
As lonesome as water 
As lonesome as God 

There's sand in the bedsheets 
And the blankets are dead 
There's sweat in my brain 
And there's ice in my head 

Six boring phrases 
Make up my mind 
And I repeat and repeat them 
Millions of times 

The men behind purple 
Love withut hate 
They kill without passion 
And they die without fright 

And they sit over tea 
In the glow of the den 
And all of the lampshades 
Are made out of skin 

A shimmering landscape 
Shone like death and like birth 
And the touch of its coldness 
Covered the earth 

And the sky struck a warning 
And the slock struck a tear 
And the streams and the oceans 
Quivered in fear 

And the sun struck a warning 
And the clock went insand 
And the people in heaven 
Were screaming in pain 

I'm so lonesome 
As lonesome as darkness 
As lonesome as water 
As lonesome as God