It feels like I knew Robert Blink. Even though he didn't know his name. He was so nearly over twenty-one. That he could never feel the same. Well sometimes I wish that I could see. But it was you instead of me. At the eleventh hour [x2]. The trumpets of yesterday are blowing for here today. I only hope you can rest in peace. And cannot hear the tune they play. Because we're all tired of hearing that song. Though they try to make you sing along. At the eleventh hour [x2]. Don't you know you don't need this way?. Can't you see don't you know you have to stay?. Well sometimes I wish that I could see. But it was you instead of me. At the eleventh hour [x2]. If there's more than this I'll write and let you know. If there's more than this from the seeds we sow. Well sometimes I wish that I could see. And maybe it will be. At the eleventh hour [x4]. Don't you know you don't need this way?. Can't you see don't you know you have to stay?. From the seeds we sow [x4]