Kristin Hersh - Heaven lyrics

In the race but out of step... You struggle to hold up your head... Like a river, you fight your own bed... I'm needing backyard sanctuary... I'm on breaktime, where the sissies hang... Looking for oil in the sand... Like a river you gouge out the land... Like a drummer who fights the wrong band... This is heaven, where the sissies hang... A hot shower on a hot day... Water hangs in the air like you stayed... Like you never went down your own drain... I'm doing rain and hurricane... I am airborne... Where the kisses fly... This is heaven and all my friends are there in heaven... This is heaven where the sissies hang...