I like the cemetaries downtown
That's where I take my sinking thoughts to drown
When it rains on the graves you know the moss is all around
And the covers marks on me I've never found
d**h lies under gra**y sheath
It's planted there like questions of belief
Usually I'm too trapped to think what stars I am beneath
Oh for one ghostly sign that I could reach
Oh lord, I'm a mile beyond the moon
A mile beyond the moon, I know
Oh lord, I'm a mile beyond the moon
And I don't see no sign of you
Sometimes it'll drive away my gloom
It's like city's most natural bedroom
And I've heard music coming from the stones
The tar picker doin' it for the bones
Oh lord, I'm a mile beyond the moon
A mile beyond the moon, I know
Oh lord, I'm a mile beyond the moon
I don't see no sign of you
I don't see no sign of you
I don't see no sign of you