[Evia]

As Cities Burn

'Contact'



Hearts aren't really our guides
We are truly alone
'Cause God ain't up in the sky,
Holding together our bones

Remember we used to speak?
Now I'm starting to think,
That your voice was really my own,
bouncing off the ceiling back to me

God, this can't be
God, this can't be
God, could it be that all we see is it?
Is this it?
Is this it?

Won't you come down, heaven
Won't you come down
Won't you cut through the clouds
Won't you come down?


(Did your clouds stop his voice?)


Won't you come down, heaven
Won't you come down
Won't you cut through the clouds
Won't you come down?

Come down...
Come down...
Come down...

Oh, my heaven, why?
do you have doors to close?
Do you have clouds to stop his voice?
Oh, my heaven, why?
do you have doors to close?
Do you have clouds to stop his voice on the way down?

God, this can't be
God, this can't be
God, could it be that all we see is it?
Is this it?

God, does grace reach to this side of madness?
'Cause I know this can't be,
The great peace we all seek

Won't you come down, heaven?
Won't you come down?
Won't you cut through the clouds
Won't you come down?

(Did your clouds stop his voice?)


And brother have you found
the great peace that we all seek?
You say take a look around
If there's a God, then he must be asleep

God must be asleep
God must be asleep
God must be asleep
God must be...
Asleep