It's a time I'll not feel again
Slowing leaving Heaven
Watching a sculpture form in reverse
The last time I was there it had just rained
And I could smell the earth of my youth
All the swaying efforts
That lived between the breath of those years
Singing and tripping on down the leaves

I believe I've been duped
Sad faces only get paid in the movies

Yeah I know what it is to be saved
Grasping mirages of promises
Driven by supply and demand of the body
With only a little breath for the rest

I'm slowly leaving heaven
And sad faces only get paid in the movies
I believe I've been duped
Sad faces only get paid in the movies