Staring at the ceiling
My body vibrates
To the rhythm of my heartbeat.
Take me above the trees
To the top of the canopy.
I’m waiting for my breathing—
For the feeling I felt down in Tennessee.
Show me some mercy
Can't you see I’m not the fool I used to be?
The dark ceiling shines
Down from the mountain comes the night.
The dark ceiling shines—
A grand shadow to cast out the light
The dark will shine.
Tell me a story—of how the night burned black
And carried you to sleep.
The dark ceiling shines
Down from the mountain comes the night.
The dark ceiling shines—
A grand shadow to cast out the light
The dark will shine.