The Book of Numbers

[Verse 1]
Bring me a glass of water
To wash the dirt from my throat
I've been wandering my whole life out there
Help me out of my coat

[Verse 2]
This water's as clear as crystal
We should thank the Lord for that
Sit you down and hear my story
Find somewhere for my hat

[Verse 3]
A barkeep takes a stranger's hat
And finds a vacant hook
Turns back towards the traveller
His right hand on an old black book

[Chorus 1]
The holy Book of Numbers
I take it's something that you've read?
The long search in the wilderness
For a place to lay my head

[Verse 4]
So many parables in the scriptures
But this one I'm doomed to tell
For I stormed the gates of Heaven
To find myself in Hell

[Verse 5]
This is my lonely mission
To wake the world up to it's fate
To dismantle my own invention
For the hour is getting late

[Chorus 2]
This holy Book of Numbers
As we walk through the shadow of death
Tell me, are you listening, boy
Or am I just wasting my breath?

[Chorus 3]
There are fools in the courts of power
While I've walked through this vale of bitter tears
At the mercy of recording angels
For three score and twenty-five years

[Verse 6]
The barkeep gets up from the table
To fill up another glass
He turns around to find an empty chair
All that's left is the name in his hat