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Frontman In Heaven

Artist:Okkervil River  Album:Away 

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I'm trying to transmute tap water into wine Out here, somewhere in this Las Cruces motel room The floor and ceiling vibrate so I can barely stand "Calm down," says the Sky Man, "you're injured" I dreamt last night I was halfway up the ladder to heaven And I shot up this morning with an attitude I charged through the city and I wandered the streets Trying to get answers with just my irresistible smile Shouting "who will provide the celestial blueprint we need?" Echoing voices zigzag in the night In and around forest-view apartments To crack a bay window and feel the fair winds She throws back her head and she lifts up her hands She drives herself into an amphetamine madness She says "Tell me, just tell me I was right" And she's taken all the wrong pills Her voice begins cracking Her eyes open, staring at nothing Do you get what I'm saying? I feel my heart beating I wonder how I couldn't keep it from coming on I want you so much in this wild desert heat that it's scary But I know I have done so much that could be construed as damage And there's something bad within me that makes me want to take advantage When you're tripped up, slipped up Blonde hair and black-lipped up With all those silk straps round your ankles I feel myself convinced we could do whatever all night It's high time we broke completely free of all control Hi there! How are you? Well I feel like my brain just exploded Tell all your girlfriends I'm beautiful, I'm beautiful, I'm someone Tell them it's breezy and warm down here in this strange place I will wake in the morning displaying the mark of a new man Whose whole world has altered in front of his stupefied face I recall when things were way more fun around here But the Sky Man reminds me I'm almost a ghost of myself It seems to me everything fine fell away I've seen the forests burn and learned you have to arm yourself It's gonna be a funky fresh Christmas and I don't think I can handle it When there's so little dignity in anything Do you feel what I feel? And Christ, will you watch my back where I do roam? To a room full of murderous boys with no songs of their own I feel sick, I feel compromised all the way down Like an eagle with all of its feathers plucked out Can you see it in your mind?

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