Have you ever been to where I'm going?
Have you ever been out here?
Have you ever been to where I'm going?
Have you ever been out here?
Sudden storm in my brain and there is no story anymore
In my brain there is only the fire of the lord
In the way that the channels all are flooded and the static overflows
And the vein is overblooded
And it's warm in the brain
And it's hot and now it's burning with the cords cut away
And I'm free and I'm falling
And the lord keeps calling and my body's not responding
And the call's not for me
And there is no story anymore in the storm
The computer's overloaded at the core in the storm
And I'm falling but I'm folded on the floor of the warm red apartment
In my body and my body is a city now invaded by the army of the lord
In the form of electrical dispatches that were born on the shore
Of a chemical imbalance and I'm shore like before
There's a story to explain it
And the doctors and my family will find a way to paint it
But there's more to the storm than the storyteller's telling
There's a core to the storm and the core has got no ending
And the EMT is yelling and the story's just a story
And the city's overflowing with the lord's warm glory
Have you ever been to where I'm going?
Have you ever been out here?
Have you ever been to where I'm going?
Have you ever been out here?
Have you ever been to where I'm going?
Have you ever been out here?
