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