rebel jew
Singer:silver jews
in the times i dream of jesus
it's like he's coming through the walls
when i'm working at my desk at night
i hear his footsteps in the hall
you can believe me not believe me
i'm just a bird upon the sill
and these words just course right through me
like water through a mill
and he died for you and your sins
sometimes i dream of texas
it's the biggest part of me
and the planes look like the sea at night
and it's not too late for her to break
an unhealed wound and separate
all the time i dream of michele
and the towers in her mind
some women lie down with killers
and she stops the world so i can't see