JC: And I heard, as it were, the noise of thunder
One of the four beasts saying,
'Come and see.' and I saw, and behold a white horse
GR: There's a long way home, still a world to go
JC: And his name that sat on him was death, and hell followed with him
GR: There's a long way home, still a world to go
Empty parking lots and empty thoughts
Got us thinkin bout just what we got
All the doors we thought were open locked
and All the roads we thought were goin
Stopped