Psalm 151 Lyrics - Ezra Furman

She said 

If you need to find a door inside of your head 

That leads to somewhere else I'll show it to you 

She told us all about Psalm 151 

And what comes after "Hallelujah" 

She said 

I'll feed you in the morning, eggs on rye bread 

But you're sleeping on the floor 

Don't come to my bed 

It's too soon for you to see me 

With my wings spread 

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But I've seen her wet with moonlight 

Praying in the street 

Feathers at her feet 

And I saw the small harp hanging 

That she never plays 

Waiting for the day 

That it all comes falling down 

And words fail me now 

Skipped meals 

We'll stay in Kansas city till the wound heals 

The government went bad, we got a raw deal 

A transangelic exodus on four wheels 

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But I've seen the broken halo 

That she never wears 

Hanging by the stairs 

Angel, I'll be your guardian if you'll be mine 

Authorities are trailing right behind 

I'm not afraid, we read the Psalms at night 

Clear through Nebraska with just one headlight