Cloud of Unknowing Songtext
von Rickie Lee Jones

(So he dropped the webs of the spider of heaven down through the clouds)
(All the way into the pool of blood at the bottom of hell)
(Far above in heaven, a bird flies through the terrible cloud of unknowing)

Trust can make a man into a wood
Trust can make a man green
Everything that longs to be
Broken and small enough to see


To be held in his hands
To be a part, and yet alone
Here he is, reaching for the speed of light
Here he is, reaching for the sound of forgiveness
Now wounding ′round the waterfront, she listens for a voice
A sign of Mother God, a sign of God the lad

I long to enter you with gentleness and compassion
But sorrow is always an open door

I know many days go by
I forget to look up at the stars
I forget there are stars
I forget there is the rest

Thin threads of light follow you around
Through the pale blue
Down your skin
Down your skin