Cloud Of Unknowing Lyrics - Rickie Lee Jones

So he dropped the web of the spider of heaven down through the clouds 

All the way into the pool of blood at the bottom of hell 

Far above in heaven a bird flies through the terrible cloud of unknowing 

Trust can make a man into a wood, trust can make a man green 

An everything that longs to be 

Broken and small enough to see 

To be held in his hands 

To be a part and yet alone 

Here he is, reaching for the speed of light 

Here he is, reaching for the sound of forgiveness 

Now wounding 'round the waterfront 

She listens for a voice 

A sign of Mother God, a sign of God the Lad 

I long to enter you 

With gentleness and compassion 

But sorrow 

Is always the open door