Lyrics High-Heeled Clouds - Arp

High-Heeled Clouds

There she goes
Walking up 5th avenue
Delicate line
Turn coat and rhyme
You’re a fool without a clue
And the things
Things for her that you would do
You’d give it all
You’d take the fall you’ve nothing better to do
Walking on the high heels of a cloud
Walking on the high heels of a cloud
Card of clothes
Scraping the sky
Surface unlike
Ghost of hers up in the air
Words she says
Lie like a knife in the drawers
Insatiable stones
Mirrors unborn
Only leave you wanting more
Walking on the high heels of a cloud
Walking on the high heels of a cloud