It's just like the same thing you just communicate your problems
You don't have to jump performance to light speed right?
It's like you're already communicating it
In a relevant time
On the reverend's bed you confessed
You were a sinner
He alerted the Lord
Who dispatched all the angels, divine
Into the courtyard
You were taken away
To a forum of gavels & wigs
At least in your eyes
And you made your escape
Through a kingdom of convicts and clouds
Falling from heaven
It was late in the night
You were trying to raise the alarm
Poor double agent
It was easier said
But not easier done
When they found her
Cell door wide open
And the blame fell to you
You were dreaming about being free
Out on vacation
Now your children and wife
Gotta live their own life
Thanks to your
Falling from heaven
Falling from heaven
