Woke up with a cloud over my windowsill Some days I swear
the weatherman is out for me
I’ve been locked inside
Thinking about sunlight
Woke up with a thought
Maybe it’s all for naught
The highs and the lows get me You see I’m just not into it
I’m broke down, exposed now With low clouds
There’s nothing to cover me
Think back to the times When the sky was clear
I had visions of
Launching to the atmosphere Now here on the ground Waiting for departure
Think back to the day
Before the colors fades
When will the rain stop falling? When will I see the sun again
