作曲:Alex Warren,Adam Yaron,Cal Shapiro,Mags Duval
They say the holy water's watered down
This town's lost its faith our colors will fade eventually
So if our time is running out day after day
We'll make the mundane our masterpiece
Oh my my oh my my love
I take one look at you you're taking me out
Of the ordinary
I want you lay me down to a dead or buried
On the edge of your knife staying drunk on your vibe
The angels up in the clouds
Our jailers know we found something so out
Of the ordinary
You got me kissing the ground of your sanctuary
Trying to be with your touch
Oh Lord return me to dust
The angels up in the clouds
Our jailers know we fall
Trying to be with your touch
Oh Lord return me to dust
The angels up in the clouds
Our jailers know we fall
The angels up in the clouds
Our jailers know we fall
The angels up in the clouds
Our jailers know we fall
Something so heavenly high in **
Whenever you're next to me on my mind
Rough was it black and white until I saw beyond the light
I thought you'd have to die to find something so well
Of the ordinary
I want you lay me down to a dead and buried
On the edge of your knife staying drunk on your fire
The angels up in the clouds
Our jailers know we found something so out
Of the ordinary
You got me kissing the ground of your sanctuary
Trying to be with your touch
Oh Lord return me to dust
The angels up in the clouds
Our jailers know we fall
Trying to be with your touch
Oh Lord return me to dust
The angels up in the clouds
Our jailers know we fall
The angels up in the clouds
Our jailers know we fall
The angels up in the clouds
Our jailers know we fall