Cloud Nine

from by Ryan Rebo

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lyrics

Ready or not
Here comes something we're not ready for
Don't try to convince us that we are just like cardboard boxes, waiting to be blown away, by the next big wind

What's in it for you?
You pass by slowly, but you can't be seen
I've heard your story, are we wavering?

So give me the drug
The one that takes away everything
I can't wrap my mind around
Why we're swimming upstream

While you are on cloud nine
While you are doing just fine
Up on cloud nine

What we're made of, is wind and rain, a little blood and dust
I'm purchasing the stock of your afterthought
I'm buying up the stock of your afterthought

credits

from Dizzy American, track released April 10, 2009

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