Rain King

Counting Crows

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 feed me
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 crying, I�ve been thinking
And I am the rain king

And 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, darling
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 dying, I�ve been drinking
And I am the rain king