Paroles de Your Cloud

Where the river cross crosses the lake Where the words jump off my pen And into your pages Do you think just like that You can divide this? You as yours Me as mine To before we were "us" If the rain has to separate from itself Does it say "pick out your cloud"? "Pick out your cloud" If there is a horizontal line That runs from the map off your body Straight through the land Shooting up right through my heart Will this horizontal line When asked know how to find Where you end? Where I begin? "Pick out your cloud" How light can play and form a ring of rain (I found a thrill) That can change bows into arrows (I found a thrill) Who we were isn't lost Before we were "us" Indigo is his own blue Always knew this If the rain has to separate from itself Does it say "pick out your cloud"? "Pick out your cloud" If there is a horizontal line That runs from the map off your body Straight through the land Shooting up right through my heart Will this horizontal line When asked know how to find Where you end? Where I begin? If the rain has to separate from itself Does it say "pick out your cloud"?