The sky, this is believing. Of this I can recall. As I prepare to leave you. A kiss, a curse to draw. . Gunshots, baby, let's cut through the crowd. Gunshots, baby, let's cut through the crowd.
Careful when you look into my eyes, you turn to stone. And I am not so strong to let you go. Tell me, does it scare you when I look the other way?. Through the walls into your very soul.
All God's children take their passage into night. It's a feeling, best you hold on tight. All God's children hold yourself up to the light. It's a free fall I know.