Jason Webley - It's Not Time To Go Yet

I've often seen a man, yardstick and clock face instead of hands
He has measured pain and pleasure both to death
I've felt the kiss of his narcotic lips
He has probed in the folds beneath my dress

I watch my feelings fade away, revealing
A cold pathway to a bridal bed
But when he lays me down, I just feign sleeping
'Cause it's not time to go yet

No, it's not time to go yet

There's cancer in the air, think I've never been so scared
Of the cold, metal numbness in my chest
Don't go to sleep, stay beside me while I weep
For I don't think I'll make it through this test

If you still see me, please don't leave me
Oh Lord, with the devils in my head
Push, stretch this night into morning
'Cause it's not time to go yet

No, it's not time to go yet

The worn out pilgrim tells of the forging of great bells
That shall sound when his feet can finally rest
Cast in the fire that has burned through all desire
And cooled by the milk of mother's breast

They ring sweetly, promising me
Release from the labor of this breath
But when I hear those bells, I just keep walking
'Cause it's not time to go yet

No, it's not time to go yet

When I hear those bells, I just keep walking
'Cause it's not time to go yet
No, it's not time to go yet