Song Length |
1:00 |
Genre |
Blues - Chicago |
Lyrics
THE CLOUD I?M STEALING
I stole my way through wastelands
To find a lonely song
And there can be no question
That what I?ve done is wrong
I poisoned my perception
Until I doubted my own vision
And I serenaded deception
With the sonnets of collision
Now I?ve just begun
To feel that it?s done
This is the cloud I?m stealing so
Get off get off get off get off
You are the wound im healing so
Tear off tear off tear off tear off
And I wonder if I ever can be whole again
And I wonder can I trust myself to stop all this pretending
Come on
And time became a tempest
And I could smell decay
It blasted me to badlands
And that was where I stayed
And the priests were less than useless
With their prayers of persecution
They tried to give me Jesus
All I took was revolution
Now I?m starting to see
That as it should be
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