Clouds

(альбом: 16 Lovers Lane - 1988)

The clouds are here
They aren't up in the sky
I cupped them with my hands
And reached up high

I said to these clouds
"No more am I blind
I have to see straight
And that will make me unkind"

Visions of blue
I'm angry, I'm wise
And you, you're under cloudy skies

Blue air I crave, blue air I breathe
They once chopped my heart the way you chop a tree
Told to equate achievement with pain
I took their top prize and paid them back with rain

Visions of blue
I'm angry, I'm wise and you
You're under cloudy skies

Blue air I crave blue air I breathe
They once chopped my heart the way you chop a tree
Told to equate achievement with pain
I stole their top prize and paid them back with rain

Visions of blue
I'm angry, I'm wise and you
You're under cloudy skies

Visions of blue
Preverse and strong and you
You're under cloudy skies
What I did once I now do everyday