Nobody's raking up your place Stations of your Stations of your light show You've found your place Into your mind walking On mind waving It sure ain't breaking Say that your mind is in undertow I say your mind is in good time No one is raking up your place You see to it like the birth of light show You walk your son And if the slow walking Won't light a number up Then you aren't making one Your chimes blow in different ways Which one is calling for your name