You think that there's a way To ever get too far You've asked me where I've been Like I ask you where you are I know your inner ??? These ain't the stools around the bar And I know I saw your hand When I went up and grabbed my cup Street lamp, around the street So wrote you love letters Sang them in my heart All around the stuff The broken streams and amplifiers Scream with holy noise
I hope to draw you out When no one seems alone And prays we used to prow When I opened my mouth Come visit me, come visit In the back of an ambulance A sailing communion That I hold like you said In my blacktop, my arms, arms Said feed me to the walls tonight And come visit me In the back of an ambulance A sailing communion That I hold like you said In my blacktop, arms, arms