I Should Be Standing Next To You
i ride the plane of angels from the city way down south
i sing to the clouds from the silence of my mouth
i conjure up a river that rolls out to the sea
i cannot see the end of it but i know that it rolls free
we left the clouds in heaven and came into the earth
she caught us in her arms and gave to us our birth
when i left the plane i looked up for the sun
welcome to the atmosphere of the eternal one
the crowds are just like history, a mix of fiction and facts
looking for bags to carry before the final act
i waited at the carousel, thought i heard a calliope
i looked across the universe, she was looking back at me
oh, why the god and goddess
why the split in two
why am i standing here
i should be standing next to you
i ride the plane of angels from the city way down south
i sing to the clouds from the silence of my mouth
i conjure up a river that rolls out to the sea
i cannot see the end of it but i know that it rolls free
she stands inside an hour glass, somewhere in time
if i look at her much longer i will surely lose my mind
her beauty looks like sadness, alone and serene
she looks up at me and puts me in the dream
outside the world is colder and hotter than hell
the racket and the thunder and the ringing of the bells
i left behind the siren, i left her mystery
she is standing outside heaven, standing there with me
oh, why the god and goddess
why the split in two
why am i standing here
i should be standing next to you
i ride the plane of angels from the city way down south
i sing to the clouds from the silence of my mouth
i conjure up a river that rolls out to the sea
i cannot see the end of it but i know that it rolls free
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i ride the plane of angels from the city way down south
i sing to the clouds from the silence of my mouth
i conjure up a river that rolls out to the sea
i cannot see the end of it but i know that it rolls free
we left the clouds in heaven and came into the earth
she caught us in her arms and gave to us our birth
when i left the plane i looked up for the sun
welcome to the atmosphere of the eternal one
the crowds are just like history, a mix of fiction and facts
looking for bags to carry before the final act
i waited at the carousel, thought i heard a calliope
i looked across the universe, she was looking back at me
oh, why the god and goddess
why the split in two
why am i standing here
i should be standing next to you
i ride the plane of angels from the city way down south
i sing to the clouds from the silence of my mouth
i conjure up a river that rolls out to the sea
i cannot see the end of it but i know that it rolls free
she stands inside an hour glass, somewhere in time
if i look at her much longer i will surely lose my mind
her beauty looks like sadness, alone and serene
she looks up at me and puts me in the dream
outside the world is colder and hotter than hell
the racket and the thunder and the ringing of the bells
i left behind the siren, i left her mystery
she is standing outside heaven, standing there with me
oh, why the god and goddess
why the split in two
why am i standing here
i should be standing next to you
i ride the plane of angels from the city way down south
i sing to the clouds from the silence of my mouth
i conjure up a river that rolls out to the sea
i cannot see the end of it but i know that it rolls free
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