when i was young, i knew a girl
who wouldn't love god as a test
or gamble with her happiness
and so led astray

so she did turn
her father would say,
'you're only a guest of the master'

but passion was her sunday best
and she fell away
she fell away
she fell away
she fell away from the side of the lord
and she was free to do what she wanted
with clouds of her own
na na na na

when she grew up, she fell in love
she thought it was all that she wanted
she knew how it felt to be haunted
and he ran away

picked herself up
and said through her tears, 'don't waste anymore of your time, you'll spend it all standing in line; they'll turn you away.'

she fell away
she fell away
she fell away from the side of the lord
and she was free to do what she wanted
with clouds of her own
na na na na

oh but superstition
and your heart's permission
'cause you're good enough, good enough, good enough
to make it alone

then when she died
she didn't ask god
to take her back into his graces
she'd taken on to many shapes
and too many were strange

and as they lay her in to the ground
her spirits, they all flew all away
the sun shone so bright on that day,
you thought it was spring

she fell away
she fell away
she fell away from the side of the lord
and she was free to do what she wanted
with clouds of her own
na na na na