Falling From Cloud 9
Rising to the top, knowing I must fall
Refeathered wings, salt the stings to make the crawl
To the top
And then take the fall again
Blood soaked, gagged and choked, lined, face on stone
Stripped bare, sucking in air
This is my home, it seems
With rock and the hard places stuck between
The God-Man Christ cause cursed man to the test
And this goddamned cross crushed into my chest
I'm still doing my best
And so the winter time comes calling
Through the skies, I'm crawling
From cloud nine, I've fallen
And then the foolish times rush in
It's no longer mine
Life on cloud nine
Place your dreams in a bottle
Smash it to the ground
Slip off your slippers
And dance all around
It's blood baby
It's just blood baby
It's just blood baby
It's just your precious blood
I've come this far and I said I'd go all the way
But these fevered winds sway stronger each day
And I'm fool's gold, and my heart's not right
But I'd still sell what's left in my soul just to pay the tithe
Shot down in the glory of my prime
Only to find the bullets were divine
So don't speak to me of heavens above
Because cloud nine is where I've fallen from
Carry on the wayward son
The way that lovers do
Refeathered wings, salt the stings to make the crawl
To the top
And then take the fall again
Blood soaked, gagged and choked, lined, face on stone
Stripped bare, sucking in air
This is my home, it seems
With rock and the hard places stuck between
The God-Man Christ cause cursed man to the test
And this goddamned cross crushed into my chest
I'm still doing my best
And so the winter time comes calling
Through the skies, I'm crawling
From cloud nine, I've fallen
And then the foolish times rush in
It's no longer mine
Life on cloud nine
Place your dreams in a bottle
Smash it to the ground
Slip off your slippers
And dance all around
It's blood baby
It's just blood baby
It's just blood baby
It's just your precious blood
I've come this far and I said I'd go all the way
But these fevered winds sway stronger each day
And I'm fool's gold, and my heart's not right
But I'd still sell what's left in my soul just to pay the tithe
Shot down in the glory of my prime
Only to find the bullets were divine
So don't speak to me of heavens above
Because cloud nine is where I've fallen from
Carry on the wayward son
The way that lovers do
Credits
Writer(s): Andy Young, Joshua Browning, Josh T Pearson
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