Lyrics for Heaven by Kristin Hersh :
In the race but out of step…
You struggle to hold up your head…
Like a river, you fight your own bed…
I’m needing backyard sanctuary…
I’m on breaktime, where the sissies hang…
Looking for oil in the sand…
Like a river you gouge out the land…
Like a drummer who fights the wrong band…
This is heaven, where the sissies hang…
A hot shower on a hot day…
Water hangs in the air like you stayed…
Like you never went down your own drain…
I’m doing rain and hurricane…
I am airborne…
Where the kisses fly…
This is heaven and all my friends are there in heaven…
This is heaven where the sissies hang…