It's just like the same thing you just communicate your problems You don't have to jump performance to light speed right? It's like you're already communicating it In a relevant time On the reverend's bed you confessed You were a sinner He alerted the Lord Who dispatched all the angels, divine Into the courtyard You were taken away To a forum of gavels & wigs At least in your eyes And you made your escape Through a kingdom of convicts and clouds Falling from heaven It was late in the night You were trying to raise the alarm Poor double agent It was easier said But not easier done When they found her Cell door wide open And the blame fell to you You were dreaming about being free Out on vacation Now your children and wife Gotta live their own life Thanks to your Falling from heaven Falling from heaven