In the times I dream of Jesus
It's like he's coming through the walls
When I'm working at my desk at night
I hear his footsteps in the hall

You can believe me, not believe me
I'm just a bird upon the sill
And these words just course right through me
Like water through a mill

He was a rebel jew
He was a rebel jew
And he died for you and your sins
He was a rebel jew
He was a rebel jew
Let him in

Sometimes I dream of Texas
Yeah, it's the biggest part of me
And the planes look like the sea at night
Oh, she wants to be so free

She is a rebel state
She is a rebel state
And it's not too late for her to break
From a sick, sick union
An unhealed wound and separate
All the time I dream of Michele
And the towers in her mind
Some women lie down with killers
Oh, my baby's not that kind

She is a real good girl
Yeah, she's a real good girl
And she stops the world so I can't see
That she's a good, good girl
A good, good girl to me