Roches - Looking For God Lyrics
Im looking for godGo to a bookRead the words of a storyBut the lover diesAnd the woman is leftIn the bedroomWith a shadow of herself on the wallShe falls from the bottom, o noBut her arms growLike pipe cleaners with rubberBands inside only prettierShe taps the sky and the guyWho died taps backThat is quite a fairy taleGimme something realGo back re read the very last pageCracking there to feelA fall from the bottom, o noHow far down do you have to goLike the red balloonWith a pink elephant insideGetting heavier...cant reach the skyPlease everything that died come backIn this dream of daily lifeI cannot describeI recognize the words I readIn the wrinkles around your eyesWe all fall down to the bottom...but thenGet lifted up againLike a soap bubbleFlying past a weeping willow treeOnly prettierTo tap the skyAnd burst once more to tryIm looking for god...