Lyrics

I shot the moon today
Just like my, lemonade
There's coming undone
There's coming un-wrung
There's too many cliche's

Well Heaven is a ghost
That I know, that you know
No one knows
Accept the Soul's
That unfold
In tow, in tow
With the ghost
With the ghost
With the ghost

And I never started to stutter
Until, I could ponder
Everything, then I wandered
To and frow
Stop and go
We don't know

Well heaven is Hell bent
And a sad cliche
I am the stumbling grass
I am the toppled ember
Architect of your Fate
Holy words, no disgrace
No disgrace
No disgrace
No disgrace
No disgrace
No disgrace
No disgrace
No disgrace
No disgrace
No disgrace

Welcome to the center of everything
All the comets and the
Comments coming undone
I explained, I explained
It's a trickle-down kinda faith
It's a trickle-down kinda faith

And the only way out now
Is straight through the clouds
Straight through the clouds
Straight through the clouds
Straight through the clouds