Atmosphere - Angelface (Multiples 5 vs Travel 4) lyrics

I love this fucking country
And she loved me more than I could imagine
So I waited till she slept
Then I stepped into traffic

Ran away from the backyard to drift some more
Woke up in Texas next to a liquor store
With a woman who don't even drink alcohol
Big letters IRONY tagged on the wall
She was named for another flat land
We had it strong back then
In common we had a bond
That would never see the break of dawn
To damn afraid of the queen
Trying to take the pawn threw that away
Yes, yes headed out west and got undressed
With the nurture that she gave me
Made me drip and get obsessed
There was a lady in Los Angeles
That handled this the way the manual suggest
(the way the manual suggest)
She turned me on to music
That I never heard before
She told me stories from a cup
I haven't learned to pour
And I don't know what hurt it more
Professional journals or perpetual burn holes
Scarring up the dirty floor
Peace! Found a hollow hole
In the Colorado snow
It's like I follow anywhere El Diablo go
Took a stroll with a feline
And sat silent while the snowflakes
Fell into the design
Can't let her dance up on the top floor
Been there done that what do
You think it's locked for?
I've lost more to my traveling soul
Then I care to talk about so I'll be out
I'll be on the road
Down, down, down in Gainesville
No stranger to shame, Coltrane
And pain pills
Sometimes the ceiling's too easy to stare at
But it keeps me from a forest full
Of snare taps and bear traps
And it can't come clean
Without the sun beams
And it ain't complete without the drum beats
I can tell she don't want me
As is time to climb back into the
Van and make the back stiff
I had to add one more story to the infinite
Already interwoven through a
New York cigarette
Ex lover and a best friend
Best lover and an ex friend’ll bend
For alcoholic sentimentalism and
The rhythm of religion on the PA
Make the people here say god bless the DJ
She stays to wait for a replay
While I wonder if I'll be able
To hear it from the freeway

Chicago inside of an empty bottle
There's a thin line between
Gossip and gospel
There's a house over there near Wicker Park
Where I found out Smart was
Afraid of the dark
Had to break a heart just to help me heal up
Tie a knot in the stomach just
To help me seal up and make sure them demons
Stay beneath the core
Pray for you and yours and
Whomever you believe in more
Look around you there's angels amongst us
Look around you there's angels amongst us
Sitting in the rain at some sidewalk cafe
Half of her wet cigarette in the ash tray
Trying to find a lost soul to save
And I'm a lost soul trying to
Find a road that's paved
Keep faith in my suitcase packed my beliefs
Angels exist, I've even seen some sleep
I love this fucking country
And she loved me more than I could imagine
So I waited till she slept
Then I stepped into traffic