In Clouds

It's easy to get in, too hard to get out
If I get to heaven, y'all gonna hear me out
Them things that you don't want to hear
Ring soft and low upon the ear
What I have in mind
Trojan horses scattered on the lawn
Played a minuet, now you gotta move along
At once an angel and a whore
Now she don't call you anymore
What I have in mind
Don't figure it out 'til you're covered in clouds
Lavender, you know her
Like a warm July malaise
Where everyone breathes your name
Like a worn out refrain
I stopped believing on that freezing night
I tried to find you I tried, I tried, I tried
Them things that you don't want to hear
Ring soft and low upon the ear
What God has in mind
Don't figure it out 'til you're covered in clouds