Eight long days After you took your last breath We all got the word The monks all conquered Your consciousness finally had left Saying our prayers with a candle We're drawing mandalas in sand Passing a pipe A drum and a pike It's time to kick up the band Hey now baby Were you ever with us in the room Somewhere up there On a wing and a prayer In the craters of the moon She called County Longford this morning She tried to be brave and not cry Said your battle plan's changing Now you're preparing to die There's a blood moon up on the ridge Patrick's ancestors all dance They're tamping it down With the Idaho brown They're clacking a beat with the bones of their hands Hey now baby Were you ever with us in the room Somewhere up there With your fist in the air In the craters of the moon Now singing a song for the lovers We read from the Book of the Dead All of the music you ever heard All of the words you ever said You're taking your break in the heavens Taking your place on the wheel Well if you got the time brother, drop us a line Cuz they're all dying to know if it's real Hey now baby Were you ever with us in the room Somewhere up there On a wing and a prayer In the craters of the moon Hey now babe Were you ever with us in the room Somewhere up there With your fist in the air In the craters of the moon You're somewhere up there With our love and our prayers In the craters of the moon