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