Free of the Feeling

Where the ringing bell falls deaf We go look for dark Where no flag is waving red We look for dark Out where there's no whites of eyes Out where there's no stars Casting far and watching night We go look for dark To get da To get da To get da To get free of the feeling Past the grave and vicars house People packed in bars All the chaste and junkies raising hands to god Down the alley sleeping rough Pressing darkness To the ground he cannot touch We go look for dark To get free of the feeling Free of the feeling Free of the feeling Free of the feeling Streetlights and cameras We're separate and alone Orphaned and alien down here where stars shine wrong The book might tell me what to think But the pulse is what I know The infant goes right for the drink My heart beats on its own Free of the feeling Free of the feeling Free of the feeling Out there is no sky That has been named Sky Opening no heaven That has been named Let it rain Out there is no river That has been named River Washing over no sinner That has been named Let it rain Out there is no tower That has been named Closer to god Watching over no children That have been named Lost I woke the wet moon I woke the wet moon I woke the wet moon I woke the wet moon