I was talking to Rasputin
Couldn’t understand a word he said
Might have been a language thing
Might have been that he was dead
You keep saying that you’re leaving
That means that you’re still here
You can take the house and car
We’ll share the little kid
I can sleep in the back
of the truck behind the shed
Just let me know what happened
Tell me what it is I did
I was talking to Rasputin
Couldn’t understand a word he said
Might have been a language thing
Might have been that he was dead
When I talk to god you know
She never understands
I want to tell her everything
She just wants to hold my hand
Walking in the rain
Walking late at night
Walking ’til I walked myself
Into the morning light
I was talking to Rasputin
Couldn’t understand a word he said
Might have been a language thing
Might have been that he was dead
I was talking to Rasputin
Understood the words he said
Could have been a language thing
Must have been that I was dead