Clouds

Bad boy.
Rows and flows of angelf hair.
And ice-cream castles in the air.
And feather canyons everywhere.
Looks at clouds that way.
Moons and junes and ferris wheels.
The dizzy dancing.
Way you feel when every fairy tale comes real.
I looked at clouds that way.
But now they only block the sun.
They rain and snow on everyone.
So, so many things I could have done, but clouds got in the way.
Angel dust gets in your eyes and hair, on acid stars - you're getting there.
My body's a temple and maybe I'll give it to you - WHEN YOU DIE!!!!
I looked at life that way.
But now, its just another show.
You leave them laughing, when you go.
Don't, don't let them in, don't, don't let them know, don't give yourself away.
Now my friends are acting strange.
They shake their heads, man, they say I've changed.
Well, looks like I'm lost and rearranged from living fairy, fairy lies.
Looked at life from both sides now.
From up and down and still somehow.
It's just an illusion I recall.
I really don't know, I really don't know, I really don't know, I really don't know, I really don't know clouds at all.
Why are we here terrified? Terrified......