Contact lyrics

Artist  : As Cities Burn 
Song : Contact



 Send "Contact" Ringtone to your Cell 

 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?



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?



And, God, this can't be

And, God, this can't be

And, God, can it be that all we see is it?

Is this it?



And, 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 to 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