Floating on a Cloud by TrueNorthSon Lyrics
Day in, day out
I find I'm floating on a cloud
Seasons come and seasons change
But I'm always floating on a cloud of grace
Before I was born you thought of me
Knew I would sin, your enemy
But you pursued apprehended me
My life renewed, How can it be?
I was slurping from the sludge of cisterns
Thirsty search, Sought to usurp the system
Servant turning to the serpent's hisses
Surge of determination, blurry vision
Siftin' Picking my own version of wisdom
Lurking cursed in my curated purpose
Perverse interpretation of the ways the world would serve me
For certain curtains close and turns out that I'm running empty
But you got the fresh flow
Take a drink and I overflow
Overwhelm in your undertow
Sober dose I was comatose
I arose from the frozen ocean soaked
Roasting by your golden coals
Now I toast as your love unfolds
Boasting of your grace, I'm stoked
Showcase of your Kingdom to the coasts
Roller coaster ride as I glide with your spirit as my guide
My God, why didn't I walk by your side most of my life?
Hindsight is tied to becoming wise
Now I see your eyes are wider than mine
Day in, day out
I find I'm floating on a cloud
Seasons come and seasons change
But I'm always floating on a cloud of grace
Heartbeat unseen through the monitor of a holter
Hold my gun in my holster, but now the beer’s off the coaster
On the floor, carpet’s too close for comfort
I would choose to bolster my confidence with the liquid courage
No more sober
Deadman walking, eyes glazed over
Hypnotized by the serpent, thought I was casanova
Capsized ship, Titanic split, I was going under
Flotsam and jetsam torn asunder
Captain laughing looking at the map backwards
I thought I was the star cast but I was just an extra
Convinced I was a prince living in the opera
The Pauper inside was caught following the pied piper
But now the blindfold’s been unfolding
You highjacked my flatline
This spike of life’s not mine
But I’m holding on to you
Better yet your holding on to me
Death to life, open eyes
I’m riding on this dream
Day in, day out
I find I'm floating on a cloud
Seasons come and seasons change
But I'm always floating on a cloud of grace
Day in, day out
On a cloud of grace
Day in, day out
On a cloud of grace
Day in, day out
On a cloud of grace
Day in, day out
On a cloud of grace
I find I'm floating on a cloud
Seasons come and seasons change
But I'm always floating on a cloud of grace
Before I was born you thought of me
Knew I would sin, your enemy
But you pursued apprehended me
My life renewed, How can it be?
I was slurping from the sludge of cisterns
Thirsty search, Sought to usurp the system
Servant turning to the serpent's hisses
Surge of determination, blurry vision
Siftin' Picking my own version of wisdom
Lurking cursed in my curated purpose
Perverse interpretation of the ways the world would serve me
For certain curtains close and turns out that I'm running empty
But you got the fresh flow
Take a drink and I overflow
Overwhelm in your undertow
Sober dose I was comatose
I arose from the frozen ocean soaked
Roasting by your golden coals
Now I toast as your love unfolds
Boasting of your grace, I'm stoked
Showcase of your Kingdom to the coasts
Roller coaster ride as I glide with your spirit as my guide
My God, why didn't I walk by your side most of my life?
Hindsight is tied to becoming wise
Now I see your eyes are wider than mine
Day in, day out
I find I'm floating on a cloud
Seasons come and seasons change
But I'm always floating on a cloud of grace
Heartbeat unseen through the monitor of a holter
Hold my gun in my holster, but now the beer’s off the coaster
On the floor, carpet’s too close for comfort
I would choose to bolster my confidence with the liquid courage
No more sober
Deadman walking, eyes glazed over
Hypnotized by the serpent, thought I was casanova
Capsized ship, Titanic split, I was going under
Flotsam and jetsam torn asunder
Captain laughing looking at the map backwards
I thought I was the star cast but I was just an extra
Convinced I was a prince living in the opera
The Pauper inside was caught following the pied piper
But now the blindfold’s been unfolding
You highjacked my flatline
This spike of life’s not mine
But I’m holding on to you
Better yet your holding on to me
Death to life, open eyes
I’m riding on this dream
Day in, day out
I find I'm floating on a cloud
Seasons come and seasons change
But I'm always floating on a cloud of grace
Day in, day out
On a cloud of grace
Day in, day out
On a cloud of grace
Day in, day out
On a cloud of grace
Day in, day out
On a cloud of grace