Uncle Anesthesia - Screaming Trees

Dusted preacher in the dark

By the river I hear you talking

Strike a match to the western sky

Blowin' fire in the sweet sweet summertime

Eyes betray what your words don’t speak

Burn my gaze with sadness

(Turn your head away)

I’d rather be almost anywhere else

One step away from madness

No man’s promised land tell me what you may

Saw the moonlight waiting

Wrong to turn to Jahannon

And I wonder if you’ll stay

No man

Dusted preacher in the dark

By the river I hear you talking

Strike a match to the western sky

Blowin' fire in the sweet summertime

No man’s promised land tell me what you may

Saw the moonlight waiting

Wrong to turn to Jahannon

And I wonder if you’ll stay

No man

No man I wonder if you’ll stay