In Clouds کے بول

it's easy to get in too hard to get out if i get to heaven y'all gonna hear me out them things that you don't want to hear ring soft and low upon the ear what i have in mind trojan horsies scattered on the lawn played a minuet now you gotta move along at once an angel and a whore now she don't call you anymore what i have in mind don't figure it out 'til you're covered in clouds lavender you know her like a warm july malaise where everyone breathes your name like a worn out refrain i stopped believing on that freezing night i tried to find you i tried i tried i tried them things that you don't want to hear ring soft and low upon the ear what god has in mind don't figure it out 'til you're covered in clouds