Churchbells, Ghosts

Strange things happen in the city

Strange things happen in the street

Here I am, here I am out here walking

Walkin' in wilderness so deep

In every passing car I hear her calling

In every one she speeds away

Lord, help me now because I'm bleeding

And I don't want to fall away

All my life I've held this hammer

Hammered boulders into stones

Now I choke on tears of anger

And I am quickly growing cold

Lord, I wish that you could see me

I stagger now a wounded Atlas

Nothing else but blood and bone

Lord, help me now because I'm drowning

My boat don't know the way to shore

Now I find myself in Kansas

Here I am, here I am, an aging hustler

Born without a mother, born without a soul

I'd ask somebody for a quarter

If there were someone for me to phone

Lord, don't you hear me? I am calling

Lord, help me now, don't let me fall

I find myself in Charlotte, find myself in Jacksonville

Here I am, I'm disappearing

There's nothing left for me to kill

In every train that's running by me

I hear her singin' in the wheels

Lord, help me now, I'm going over

Lord, help me now, I'm going down

Lord, don't you hear me crying?

Don't you hear me saying goodbye?