Rain King

"He's a figure of excess. He wants more than he has; he thinks he deserves more than he's got. Joyously and pathetically, he pours all over everyone like a big open wound. In one sense, he's great because he's actually living -- but in another, he's a mess, and he's heading for a very dark place." - Adam Duritz

When I think of heaven
Deliver me in a black-winged bird
I think of flying
down into a 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

I belong in the service of the Queen
I belong anywhere but in between
She’s been crying
I’ve been thinking
And I am the Rain King

Mama, why am I so alone?
I can’t go outside
I’m scared I might not make it home
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 bleed me
‘Cause, I’ve been there before and I deserve a little more

I belong in the service of the Queen
I belong anywhere but in between
She’s been lying
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 filed 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

I belong in the service of the Queen
I belong anywhere but in between
She’s been dying
I been drinking
And I am the Rain King.

I am the Rain King

(words by Adam Duritz)
(music by Adam Duritz & David Bryson)
(c) 1993 EMI Blackwood Music Inc./Jones Falls Music BMI