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