At Home With the Animals

[Verse 1]

While you were reading the black Bible in the sun

I was half drunk out the window of a moving city bus

Wilder than the devil, like a tiger in the brush

Louder than an atom bomb that only you could hush

Spinning like the Earth and Moon, but never really touched

Alone, the ways I wanted to be loved

You were not enough

[Verse 2]

While your head was bowed and hands praying to God

I was swinging from the chandeliers like some endangered animal

Somewherе in New Orleans on the run

Likе I just won the lottery, with God-knows-what inside of me

Hair a mess and shoelaces undone

Of all the ways I wanted you

You were not the one

[Verse 3]

While they were teaching you how Moses split the sea

I was in an airplane bathroom doing speedballs off the sink

High as any angel moving at the speed of sound

Someplace over Germany, moving through the clouds

Winking back at stewardesses, supplying me with ale

Big-hooped golden earrings, staying at the same hotel

Of all the ways I wanted you to hold me

I could not be held

[Verse 4]

While you were waiting for the doctor in the chair

I was stoned riding the cyclone at the Onslow County Fair

The stars above us sparkled like they didn't pay the bill

Smokes behind the haunted house, chugging stolen beers

Cotton candy kisses underneath the Ferris wheel

Of all the ways you wanted me to feel

I could never heal

[Verse 5]

While you were waiting in the depot for the train

I was asleep on stolen cargo in the back of someone's plane

Halfway back to Florida from Cuba in the rain

Low enough to feel the water from the spraying waves

Underneath the radar hauling crates of pure cocaine

Hung over and laughing high above the Everglades

Of all the ways I wanted to be tamed

I was just insane

[Verse 6]

While you were waiting in the lobby for your man

I was working at the circus as a garbage man

Remembering that winter you were in a long black coat

I'm at home with the animals, knife at my own throat

You hear the bells of freedom, but the chains all just say "nope"

If I was the Titanic, you were pink clouds and blue smoke

Rising over Hemingway in an old man's fishing boat

Of all the things I wanted you to be

Of all the things I wish that you were now

You were not around

[Outro]

You were not around