Face in the Clouds - Sandpeople

I am a pioneer, with the ways I think

I’m cradling my giant spears

Though the angels speak inside my ears

This place I’ve grown to love, where love is all in vain

Where I see the palace and gutter and feed my hunger pangs

My lungs weren’t satiated with the emptiness

My love turns to one verse

Though my brain’s not yet convinced

A classic recipe to cook up some excellence

The sessions get sparse when the good luck has exited

But I awoke to a pretty fresh day

Although I had a splitting headache

And I feeling stretched way too thin

Reduced to putting my dues in

It’s what we do 'til our music gets play

Speaking with the force to supplement your well-being

Compels people to support, I don’t have to sell things

I right it, read it, and record it, the feeling is euphoric

Figure out what my message is then come tell me

(Don't look down)

I put my head up, even if I’m facin' the clouds

(Don't look down)

I put my head up, so you can see my face in the crowd

(Don't look down)

I put my head up, even if I’m facin' the clouds

(Don't look down)

I put my head up, so you can see my face in the crowd

Pipe dreams, reverend does not stand in your place

Sight’s gleam from a weapon, shot a man in the face

Life seems long, in seconds drop to the sand and pray

Lightning from the heavens crawl as I stand in his grace

From the blood of the wishful, in darkness I will shine

Cut from the thistle, marked by design

There’s no love within you when your partisan’s divine

That’s why my motherfuckin' pencil is sharper than your mind

They say God is us in likeness and we created him

I’m modest of the right I did in silence when I pray to him

I’m conscious of your righteousness

Your highness has forsaken him

For God is love, the life you live

And what you choose to make of it

They powdered the issues of power they misuse

Fistfuls of tissues, palms of blood

In the hours I give you, flowers will shrivel

Underneath the whistles of the missiles that they launch at us

(Don't look down)

I put my head up, even if I’m facin' the clouds

(Don't look down)

I put my head up, so you can see my face in the crowd

(Don't look down)

I put my head up, even if I’m facin' the clouds

(Don't look down)

I put my head up, so you can see my face in the crowd

I’m a matador sort, blanket up the bull

I’m a waiter in such, making sure that your glass is half-full

Anything less is uncivil for the simple who bear a soul

Riddled by a ripple of rhythm of cycles

And I know what it’s like to suck at life

Shit, I’m alive though, so I must be doing something right

And if I took it any further

I’d be two drips out the beaker

Before I reach the Bunsen burner

In turn, the apple doesn’t fall too far from the tree

In terms of this battle, doesn’t fall too far from you and me

And it’s as real as a heartbeat

And still, I put my face out in the crowd

In case God forgot me

And honestly, I ain’t pay homage in a minute y’all

It’s probably that I’m lost in the start of what will finish all

These are trying times, so we just do it

I keep my head up so you’ll always see my face through this music

(Don't look down)

I put my head up, even if I’m facin' the clouds

(Don't look down)

I put my head up, so you can see my face in the crowd

(Don't look down)

I put my head up, even if I’m facin' the clouds

(Don't look down)

I put my head up, so you can see my face in the crowd