Bring me some higher ground
Said the fool to the clown
Bring me some higher ground
Take me to the place where the truth comes
Find your seat, on the night train
Shiny devices, we occupy our brains
Don't look up, don't look out, don't look up, keep your head down
Orange is the color, at the greatest show around
Bring me some higher ground
Said the fool to the clown
Bring me some higher ground
Take me to the place where the truth comes
Is there a place, where things are what they seem?
Who to blame, for corrupting this dream?
I shake my head, in disbelief
And you shake your head, yeah, at me
Open the sky
Let the truth shine, shine, shine
Can we open the sky
Let the truth shine, shine, shine
Michel Bourgeois - Higher Lyrics
Michel Bourgeois - Higher Lyrics
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Bring me some higher ground
Said the fool to the clown
Bring me some higher ground
Take me to the place where the truth comes
Find your seat, on the night train
Shiny devices, we occupy our brains
Don't look up, don't look out, don't look up, keep your head down
Orange is the color, at the greatest show around
Bring me some higher ground
Said the fool to the clown
Bring me some higher ground
Take me to the place where the truth comes
Is there a place, where things are what they seem?
Who to blame, for corrupting this dream?
I shake my head, in disbelief
And you shake your head, yeah, at me
Open the sky
Let the truth shine, shine, shine
Can we open the sky
Let the truth shine, shine, shine
Said the fool to the clown
Bring me some higher ground
Take me to the place where the truth comes
Find your seat, on the night train
Shiny devices, we occupy our brains
Don't look up, don't look out, don't look up, keep your head down
Orange is the color, at the greatest show around
Bring me some higher ground
Said the fool to the clown
Bring me some higher ground
Take me to the place where the truth comes
Is there a place, where things are what they seem?
Who to blame, for corrupting this dream?
I shake my head, in disbelief
And you shake your head, yeah, at me
Open the sky
Let the truth shine, shine, shine
Can we open the sky
Let the truth shine, shine, shine
Writer: Michel Bourgeois
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