And the clock struck fifteen hours ago; it is shining And the man who is wasting on the wall Looks a lot like Jesus And a little bit resembling the man in the mirror in the hall And I rose-trayed sailors And you still shining And I'm till waiting to got And I lied for sailors And I lied for certain And I lied to everyone I know Oh I'd believe in God and I'd believe in loving but I don't speak to anyone who knows And I need four 50's and three yellow lemons And someone to take me home And I'd forgotten the one who was sailing on the water down beside where you don't go And it's strange to tell that the one who is shining is someone I forgot I used to know And the clock struck fifteen hours ago