Theeascending
It's an automatic love
I just can't rise above anymore
You stripped my engine clean
It pours down love and pain
Makes it harder to explain in a way
And leaves me tiptoeing high
And life is but a dream
It ain't exactly what it seems
She writhes slowly
Coursing through my vein like a train
She tells me of her dreams
She knows exactly what they mean
We dance on high walls
Hot sheets hang in flames from the flames
With God's wide panoply
You know that I don't need to see any more
Forever came today
Then floated right away
Oh, sorrow stay, I just can't get away anymore
Just drift in and tune out
And life is but a dream
It ain't exactly what it seems
She writhes slowly
Coursing through my vein like a train
She tells me of her dreams
She knows exactly what they mean
Archangels ascending
Suspended from the stars in the sky
It's an automatic love
I just can't rise above anymore
You stripped my engine clean
Yeah, clean
Autor(es): Adam Franklin, James Hartridge, Joseph Skeff Jr, Michael Quinn
