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