Cicadas electric in the heat of the day
Streets named for heroes that could almost exist
Wrapped up in a royal blue
I wondered what it was I'd been looking for up above
The prince of Denmark's father still and quiet
Cedar trees growing in the cool of the squares
So I stopped looking for royal cities in the air
And this whole thing is headed for a terrible wreck
A bullfighter on the horns of a new moon's light
The old hometown and the streets I knew
All my followers
The heavenly host are just the cold dark moons
The weddings in pollen and the wine bottomless
He bent down and made the world in seven days
In the ones that I loved in the ones that I kissed
Streets a-swimming with amputees
The fat man is crying on his hands and his knees
Only a full house gonna make it through
And over hills and fields I flew
It's a Hell of a Heaven we must go to when we die
And ever since he's been a-walking away
Only a full house gonna have a prayer
They were coming together they pulling apart
The raw smell of horses and the warm smell of hay
And all wrongs forgotten and all vengeance made right
Singing 'bout vengeance like it's the joy of the Lord
And like good tragedy that's what we expect
Heaven's just a thin blue line
It's a Bible or a bullet they put over your heart
Lead pellets peppering aluminum
Back in the peacetime he caught roses on the stage
Where even Laurel begs Hardy for vengeance please
I flew over Royal City last night
If God's up there he's in a cold dark room
Sings kiss thee hardy this poisoned cup
And angels everywhere were in my midst
Now he twists indecision takes bourbon for rage
Caesar's ghost I saw the war-time tides
The future descending like a bright chandelier
I became a thin blue wire
It's getting harder and harder to tell them apart
But you need faith for the same reasons that it's so hard to find
The world just beginning and the guests in good cheer
His winding sheet is busy winding up
I woke beneath a clear blue sky
And now the wolves are howling at our door
If what's loosed on earth will be loosed up on high
That held the world above the fire
The girls in the gloaming and the birds on the wheel
Like the hips of a girl on the spring covered ground
At night I make plans for a city laid down
But only a full house gonna make a home
Oh it's hell to believe there ain't a hell of a chance
I heard my friends laughing out across the fields
And in that clear blue undertow
Borders soft with refugees
The smoke between asleep and dreams
The suffering verbs put to sleep in the night
Heaven is so big there ain't no need to look up
And the lake was a diamond in the valley's hand
Mixing with nitrogen in lonely holes
Get missiles from so high they might as well be divine
I looked over curtains and it was then that I knew
Trees were a fist shaking themselves at the clouds
The young women walking in the portals of prayer
A run of Three Sisters and the flush of the land
Spirals and capitals like the twist of a script
Wrapped up in a royal blue
Halcyon, laudanum and Opium
In darkness he looks for the light that has died
I saw Royal City far below
I see an old man wandering the halls alone
Where neither seraphin or raindrops go
And I became a thin blue stream
And the whole world was looking to get drowned
The fruit trees of Eden and the gardens that seem
Days are nights and the nights are long
In Royal City I fell into a trance
The straight of the highway and the scattered out hearts
The sun a shout the breeze a sigh
Beating hearts blossom into walking bombs
And those still looking in the clear blue sky for a sign
They're guilty when killed and they're killed where they're found
And the future glass buildings and the past an address
And so it was I saw behind
To float like the smoke from a lithium dream
Bringing justice to the enemies not the other way round
