Michael On Fire: Music
Head in the Clouds
(Michael On Fire)
2005-07-23
Churches all were empty, Preacher all alone
Could his prayers reach Heaven through these walls of stone
An old Montana cowboy worked the place so long
Could he tell his story in a cowboy song
Head in the Clouds feet on the ground
The Power of Dreams the Color of Sound
A pretty Texas bar maid had herself a dream
She could see her name in lights on the Silver Screen
A Nova Scotia sailor, humbled to his knees
Following the trade winds, sailed the Seven Seas
Head in the Clouds feet on the ground
The Power of Dreams the Color of Sound
A broken hearted bride’s maid smiled through the day
Gathered with the ladies, she caught the bride’s bouquet
Rusted cars in salvage yards, graffitti on the walls
Could I get to Easy Street when my fortune calls
Head in the Clouds feet on the ground
To win and to lose as Life goes on