East of Jesus

I feel the wind has stopped blowing "cause I can't feel it on my face The wine for years, that I've been toting somehow has lost it's taste My wheels are hung-up, just spinning just spinning, wasting time I see your portrait, hanging awkward on the wall of my cluttered mind So I'm looking all around, but I just can not find a trace Crooked houses, all around me with an image of you haunting face There's a devil in the darkness and he's after me , I know So I sit here in the sadness as I watch your image glow chorus And I'm guessing I must be By the visions I can see 'Cause the devil's followed me All the way to East Jesus Still I know I won't be leaving as I sit here in this chair Memories buried in the sand seem to haunt me everywhere But it's the only place with meaning As life is slowing to a crawl with my heart softly screaming As your face, hangs on my wall chorus And I'm guessing I must be By the visions I can see 'Cause the devil's followed me All the way to East Jesus