The fiftieth gate

Hanging around, it seems I'm late
Arrived on time, but I've not been paid
Heaven was opening doors, they were cleaning the floors
But I had to wait

Sitting up late and talking no sense
We all fall down when there's blood on our scent
Sit on the fence and think of the date
We try very hard to name the place
"I was talking to Manfred, he said you can fly
Why go touch down, when you can reach out and touch the sky?"

I'm getting closer to you, my fiftieth gate
But still I had to wait at the fiftieth gate

Taking my time, and making my mind up
Is better than falling behind
Painting out signs and what do you find
You've still got the caller on the end of the line
"I was talking to Leon, he said you can never hide
Why die for nothing, when you can die for your pride"

I'm getting closer to you, my fiftieth gate
But still I had to wait at the fiftieth gate

I entered a field and everyone kneeled
I was given a photograph
It was no big deal, it was Jesus in heels
I heard somebody laugh

Building a house and painting it white
We're all wired up and ready to fight
Can't stand the heat, then get out of the light
Cooling it down with whiskey and ice
"I was talking to Abraham, I said, "You look a lot like God!"
He said, "Maybe I am - don't believe that man!"

Take time, be kind
Don't believe your mother, but believe in your mind
Take time, be kind
Still I had to wait at the fiftieth gate
Real fun, my son
The day you can open it's the day that I've won
Real fun, my son
Still I had to wait at the fiftieth gate