Angelface

I love this fucking country (who feels me?) And she loved me more than I could imagine So I waited till she slept then I stepped into traffic Ran away from the backyard to drift some more Woke up in Texas next to a liquor store With a woman who don't even drink alcohol Big letters "IRONY" tagged on the wall She was named for another flat land We had a strong back then In common, we had a bond That would never see the break of dawn To damn afraid of the queen trying to take the pawn (threw that away) Yes, yes headed out west and got undressed With the nurture that she gave me Made me trip and get obsessed There was a lady in Los Angeles That handled this the way the manual suggest She turned me on to music that I never heard before She told me stories from a cup I haven't leaned to pour And I don't know who hurt it more Professional journals or perpetual burn holes Scarring up the dirty floor (peace) Found a hollow hole in the Colorado snow It's like I follow anywhere el Diablo go Took a stroll with the feline And sat silent while the snow flakes fell into the design Can't let her dance up on top on the top floor Been there done that What do you think it's locked for? I've lost more to my traveling soul Then I care to talk about so I'll be out, I'll be on the road (Down, down) Down in Gainesville No stranger to shame. Coltrain and pain pills Sometimes the ceiling's to easy to stare at But it keeps me from a forest full of snare traps and bear traps And it can't come clean without the sun beams And it ain't complete without the drum beats I can tell she don't want me "as is" Time to climb back into the van and make the back stiff And I had to add one more story to the infinite Already interwoven through a New York cigarette Ex-lover and a best friend Best lover and an ex-friend'll bend for alcoholic sentimentalism And the rhythm of religion on the p.a. make the people here say, "God bless the deejay" She stays to wait for a replay While I wonder if I'll be able to hear it from the freeway? Chicago, inside of an empty bottle There's a thin line between gossip and gospel And there's a house over there near Wicker Park Where I found out smart was afraid of the dark Had to break a heart just to help me heal up Tie a knot in the stomach just to help me seal up Make sure the demons stay beneath the core Pray for you and yours and whoever you believe in more Look around you there's angels amongst us (Look around you there's angels amongst us) Sittin' in the rain at some sidewalk cafe Half of her wet cigarette in the ash tray She's tryin' to find a lost soul to save And I'm a lost soul trying to find a road that's paved Keep faith in my suitcase, pack my beliefs Angels exist, I've even seen some sleep I love this fucking country (who feels me?) And she loved me more than I could imagine So I waited till she slept then I stepped into traffic