The Saints - Hymn to Saint Jude lyrics

I'm flying higher you can't see me I'm getting ready for the parade I've sold my shares in heaven And I'm not going to be the same again you can confuse abuse and lose me lord I am ready for that trail I am ready to cross that ocean I'm not coming back again so, all the saints can come and find me I got friends up there I can tell I've done enough research into the madness of sitting on the shelf I am champagne flying blindly into someone who is myself you can take your glue like madness And give it to someone else I have done my time on the island now it's time for something else so, All the saints can come and find me I got friends up there I can tell I'm not coming back again