Rain King - Live at Hammerstein Ballroom / 1997 - Counting Crows

When I think of Heaven, deliver me in a black-winged bird

I think of flying down in your sea of pens and feathers

And all other instruments of faith and sex and God

In the belly of a black-winged bird

Don't try to feed me

'Cause I've been here before

And I deserve a little more

And I belong in the service of the queen

And I belong anywhere but in between

She's been crying and I've been thinking

And I am the rain king

And I said, "Mama, mama, mama, why am I so alone"

'Cause I can't go outside, I'm scared I might not make it home

Well I'm alive, I'm alive, but I'm sinking in

If there's anyone at home at your place, darling

Why don't you invite me in?

Don't try to feed me

'Cause I've been here before

And I deserve a little more

And I belong in the service of the queen

And I belong anywhere but in between

She's been lying and I've been sinking

And I am the rain king

Hey I only want the same as anyone

Henderson is waiting for the sun

Oh, it seems night endlessly begins and ends

After all the dreaming I come home again

When I think of Heaven, deliver me in a black-winged bird

I think of dying, lay me down in a field of flame and heather

Render up my body into the burning heart of God

In the belly of a black-winged bird

Don't try to bleed me

'Cause I've been here before

And I deserve a little more

And I belong in the service of the queen

And I belong anywhere but in between

She's been dying and I've been drinking

And I am the rain king

Well I said that "I am the rain king"

Well I said, "I, I, I, I, I, well I am the rain king", yeah