From His Lips

Up on the ledge again during the lunch rush hour

I was the best picture yet for any clear tourist down below

But I never took any time to enjoy what a nice view it was up there

Will you die for me just like I did for a thousand others

And I'm here in the sky I'll wrap myself to the street below

As I feel the air like warm water down my spine I'm free

God has shown I'll break my bones I'll tear the world out of its own

From his lips I'll taste again

They're marking off the street climbing the crowds to get the only clear view

I'm here in the sky God is known I'll take his place

Just look at them they're praying to me

From his lips I'll taste again