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Luther's windows are littered nothin'
A crystal, a picture, a dead potted
A dusty white curtain, the nose of a dog
A shot glass from his truck driving days

Luther's is as hot as an oven
With air that's as stale as old bread
In a cage on the dresser there's a parrot that
But her name over and over is all that it

your back to the sun
You see shadows
beneath the stars
You see night

Like a sailor
Luther's standin' in the
the world
Floating by him

Luther's once held a chain
With keys to a home and a blue
Now he lives his mother, steals all her liquor
And chain smokes and at the ceiling for days

Turn back to the sun
You see shadows
Look the stars
You see night

Like a sailor
standing in the window
Watching the
by him tonight

Yeah, yeah,
Yeah, yeah, yeah, oh, oh, oh
Yeah, yeah,
He is the world
Floating by him

sitting by himself on the sofa
With his head bowed down but his are open wide
a one man revival with an electronic Bible
Listenin' to the going by

And the bass drum is poundin', the are bleatin'
And he's reading a from St. John
A trickle of light seeps through the
Luther pulls down the shade until he makes up his

Well, turn your to the sun
You see only
Look the stars
You see night

Like a sailor
Luther's standin' in the
Watching the
Floating by him

It's floating by him
It's by him tonight
It's floating by him