Cemeteries Downtown by Old Man Luedecke I like the cemeteries downtown That's where I take my sinking thoughts to drown And when it rains on the gravestones, the moss is all around And it covers marks on me I've never found Death lies under a grassy sheath Blades 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, 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 they'll drive away my gloom It's like the city's most natural bedroom And I've heard music coming from the stones Guitar picker doing it for the bones