Artificial Clouds-Tigers That Talked

Well I'll burn down this city And I'll ride the latest train wreck Well I'll wrestle with the undertakers To ensure that they reach their families To be alone in, to be at home in your loving arms, your loving arms It's a sacred question but I know I'd give her anything To be home in your arms, your loving arms So I'm falling apart without you Well I'd paint a symphony for you Watch notes fly like artificial clouds I said "We all owe a death to nature" To be alone in, to be at home in your loving arms, your loving arms It's a sacred question but I know I'd give her anything To be home in your arms, your loving arms So I'm falling apart without you To be alone in, to be at home in your loving arms, your loving arms It's a sacred question but I know I'd give her anything To be home in your arms, your loving arms