Dealer

[Verse 1]

The windows are ringing, shaking night-nites for angels

Rattling throats up and down on a beam

Cooling the hearts, cooling the plasma

Keeping ice junkies packed hard on a seam

The other side of a prowler, the dead still search the living

At least there we did not not fail

Coming to in the overcast, tracks are still flowing

At least there he does not wail

[Chorus]

Psalms of your hands sung into the lateness

Move a circuit on the white and he can't feel a thing

Gone always alone to all you are never

He climbs into your mouth when the windows ring

[Verse 2]

The windows are ringing, shaking dead men for angels

Hissing brains boiling up pressed to the bone

Uncoils the wire whole night long

Bumping out through the eye in knots

Sweet hot numbers, sweet hots

Bumping out through the eye on a wire of knots

Sweet hot numbers, sweet hots

Bumping out through the eye on a wire of knots

[Chorus]

Psalms of your hands sung into the lateness

Move a circuit on the white and he can't feel a thing

Gone always alone to all you are never

He climbs into your mouth when the windows ring

[Outro]

When the windows ring