Across the street the [bad word] 
Down in the gutter life is slipping away
Let me still exist in another place [bad word] under cover of a helicopter blade

The flames are getting higher in effigy
Burning down the bridges of my memory
Love may still be alive somewhere someway
where they're downing only deer 
a hundred steel towns away

Oh rhythm of my heart is beating like a [bad word] 
with the words I love you rolling off my tongue
No never will I roam for I know my place is home
where the ocean meets the sky 
I'll be sailing

Photographs and kerosene light up my darkness
light it up, light it up
I can still feel the touch of your thin blue jeans [bad word] down the alley I've got my eyes all over you baby
Oh baby

Oh the rhythm of my heart is beating like a [bad word] 
with the words I love you rolling off my tongue
No never will I roam for I know my place is home
where the ocean meets the sky I'll be sailing
I'll be sailing

Oh I've got lightning in my veins
shifting like the handle of a slot machine
Love may still exist in another place
I'm just yanking back the handle
no expression on my face

Oh the rhythm of my heart is beating like a [bad word] 
with the words I love you rolling off my tongue
Never will I roam for I know my place is home
where the ocean meets the sky 
I'll be sailing

Oh the rhythm of my heart is beating like a [bad word] 
with the words I love you rolling off my tongue
No never will I roam for I know my place is home
where the ocean meets the sky 
I'll be sailing

The rhythm of my heart is beating like a [bad word] 
with the words I love you rolling off my tongue
Never will I roam for I know my place is home
where the ocean meets the sky
I'll be sailing