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