Falling From Cloud 9 Lyrics
| Song | Falling From Cloud 9 |
| Artist | Lift to Experience |
| Album | The Texas Jerusalem Crossroads |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Pearson | |
| Rising to the top knowing I must fall. | |
| Refeathered wings, salt the strings to remake the crawl to the top, and then take the fall again. | |
| Blood soaked, gagged and chocked, lined face on stone, stripped bare, sucking in air, | |
| this is my home, it seems with rock and the hard place stuck between. | |
| The Godman 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 you 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. | |
| Yeah 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, 'cos cloud nine is where I've fallen from. | |
| Carry on the wayward son, the way that lovers do. |
| zuo qu : Pearson | |
| Rising to the top knowing I must fall. | |
| Refeathered wings, salt the strings to remake the crawl to the top, and then take the fall again. | |
| Blood soaked, gagged and chocked, lined face on stone, stripped bare, sucking in air, | |
| this is my home, it seems with rock and the hard place stuck between. | |
| The Godman 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 you 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. | |
| Yeah 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, ' cos cloud nine is where I' ve fallen from. | |
| Carry on the wayward son, the way that lovers do. |
| zuò qǔ : Pearson | |
| Rising to the top knowing I must fall. | |
| Refeathered wings, salt the strings to remake the crawl to the top, and then take the fall again. | |
| Blood soaked, gagged and chocked, lined face on stone, stripped bare, sucking in air, | |
| this is my home, it seems with rock and the hard place stuck between. | |
| The Godman 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 you 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. | |
| Yeah 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, ' cos cloud nine is where I' ve fallen from. | |
| Carry on the wayward son, the way that lovers do. |
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