Deep in a corner of the night We were lying in the middle of the road Counting the planes as they flew by Inconceivable imagining them go And drunk we set the world to rise As we fell and hit our heads upon the curb You make me laugh until I die Can you think of any better way to choke?
Stories told to me and stories told to you And did you ever feel like they were ringing true?
And all their words were glory Well they always sounded empty When we're looking up for heaven Looking up for heaven And way down here upon the ground When we're lying in the dirt There's no looking up for heaven Looking up for heaven
Not everything had gone to plan But we made the best of what we had, you know Passing the drink from hand to hand We admit we really know nothing at all
Stories told to me and stories told to you And was it feeling real, and they were ringing true?
And all their words were glory Well they always sounded empty When we're looking up for heaven Looking up for heaven And way down here upon the ground When we're lying in the dirt There's no looking up for heaven Looking up for heaven
I'll take my chances on the curb here with you We watched the planes leave us behind On the curb here with you We watched the planes leave us behind And... and then you put your hand in mine And pulled me back from things divine Stop looking up for heaven Waiting to be buried
And all their words for glory Well they always sounded empty When we're looking up for heaven Looking up for heaven And way down here upon the ground When we're lying in the dirt There's no looking up for heaven Looking up for heaven
Compositores: Daniel Campbell Smith (PRS), Mark Blair Crew (Mark Crew) (PRS)Editores: Sony/ATV Music Publishing Limited (PRS), Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Bl Limited (PRS)Publicado em 2017ECAD verificado obra #15088969 e fonograma #14179889 em 24/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM