Lyrics Churchbells, Ghosts - Mark Lanegan

Strange things happen in the city
Strange things happen in the street
Here I am, here I am out here walkin′
Walkin' in wilderness so deep

And in every passing car I hear her callin′
In every one she speeds away
Hey Lord, help me now because I'm leanin'
And I don′t want to fall away

All my life I′ve held this hammer
Hammered bolders into stones
Now I choke on tears of anger
And I am quickly growin' cold

Lord, I wish that you could see me
I stagger now on wounded Atlas
Nothing else but blood and bones

Lord, help me now because I′m drowning
My boat don't know the way to shore
Now I find myself in Kansas

Here I am, here I am with aging hustler
Born without a mother, born without a soul
I ask somebody for a quater
There was someone for me to phone

Lord, don′t you hear me, I am calling
Lord, help me now, don't let me fall
I find myself in Charlotte, find myself in Jacksonville
Here I am, I′m disappearing
There's nothing left for me to kill

In every train that's running by me
I hear her singin in the wind
Lord, help me now, I′m going over
Lord, help me now, I′m going down

Lord, don't you hear me cryin
Don′t you hear me sayin' goodbye