A change of plans
One chapter opens as another ends
So we begin
One lucky hand
Switch out the sequence till it makes a man
No blind watchmaker winding up the strand

Baptistina
Come crashing, come crashing

No god but change
No church but ashes and remains
No prayer but waking up to face the day
So face the day, face the day

Baptistina
Come crashing, come crashing down

Come bright white light
Come wipe the slate clean
Come burning sky
Red rain and roiling sea
Let the small self go
Set these atoms free
To be swallowed by the new
Whatever it may be

Hello, goodbye
Quick as the shutter of an eye

Baptistina
Come crashing, come crashing