Community - Priesthood Of Love

Can you hear the crickets? All I hear is crickets Like a river Shining through the edges of my sight The sky is pitch black, dark Yet somehow really peaceful At the same time It gets dark in the morning Trade sleep for drinks in a bar I'm sure as hell my breath stinks Watch it float like smoke in the fog I can feel a tornado And it's shivering up my arms I've been playing dominoes I'm just trying not to wreck no cars Putting fear in my nose And trying to keep up with all my thoughts If we're going somewhere, I'm ready If it's just dirt, I'm not I scrape my eye when I touch the sky And lose a little vision for the man I can call it in my mind I don't want to hold nobody's hand I can toss in the morning light I'll play dead when I'm buried in the sand I'm seeing shadows of man a who's Homeless, buried and numb A forecast of forgotten land I hope it shows up in the setting sun If we're going somewhere, I'm ready, honey If it's nowhere, I'm done I can hear a voice but it's speaking code (Poured concrete on top, concrete on top, concrete) Like I'm talking to strangers on a foreign phone I can talk to angels when I'm all alone They take me to a place in the city And when we're done they take me home Can't find a forest with the singing birds Instead I'm just a low voice in the crowd Can't hear my own voice in this crowd I get edgy on dark streets Coming home, I feel my heartbeat I say I'm stoned for the last time I do it again and repeat I'm carpooling to kingdom come Into the wild purgatory Experience in a magic rainbow All you got to do is follow And if you're not feeling ready There's always tomorrow And if you're not feeling ready There's always tomorrow