When I think of heaven (Deliver me in a black-winged bird)
I think of flying down into a sea of pens and feathers and
All other instruments of faith and sex and God in the belly of a black winged
bird.
Don't try to bleed me. 'Cause I've been here before and I deserve a little more.
I belong in the service of a Queen. I belong anywhere but in between.
She's been lying. I've been thinking. And I am the Rain King.
I said Mama, Mama, Mama, why am I so alone?
I can't go outside. I'm scared I might not make it home.
I'm alive, I'm alive, but I'm sinking in.
If there's anyone at home at your place, darlin', why don't you invite me in?
Don't try to bleed me. 'Cause I've been there before and I deserve a little
more.
I belong in the service of the Queen. I belong anywhere but in between.
She's been lying. I've been sinking. And I am the Rain King.
Hey, I only want the same as anyone. Henderson is waiting for the sun.
Oh, it seems night endlessly begins and ends. After all the dreaming I come
home again.
When I think of heaven (Deliver me in a black-winged bird)
I think of dying. Lay me down in a field of flame and heather.
Render up my body into the burning heart of God in the belly of a black-winged
bird.
Don't try to bleed me. 'Cause I've been here before and I deserve a little more.
I belong in the service of the Queen. I belong anywhere but in between.
She's been lying. I've been drinking. And I am the Rain King.
Well I said that I am the Rain King. Well I said, I, I, I, I, I, Yeah, yeah,
yeah, yeah, yeah, Well I am the Rain King. Yeeeeaaaah!
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