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  [bad word] of faith and  and God 
in the belly of a black-winged bird 
Don't try to feed me 
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 

I said mama, mama, 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 home at your place 
Why don't you invite me in? 
Don't try to bleed me 
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 [bad word] 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 
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