Total views: 1 time this week / Rating: 7.71/10 [17 votes]Album: Some New Strategies / Original Release Date: 2005-05-11Genre: Indie RockSong Duration: 3 min 16 sec
this cloud is the place were we belong,
since we found out the land is just a floor,
face it you are missing all the blood,
we took off from a minefield to sleep in a steel soap
box.
I was the pilot and you were on trip,
you forgot to tell me you don't believe in me,
nearness ain't a feature of altitude
it's gonna come to an end on time for this great U turn.
lookin for and angel
lookin for an angel's light