Sunday, March 1, 2009

Sin Where?

Clouds are marching along,
Singing a song,
Just like they do,
If the clouds were singing a song,
I'd sing along,
Wouldn't you to?

If you just knew what they could do,
If you just knew what would they do.

And if the birds are just lettered words,
Flying along, singing a song,
What would they do, if they just knew,
What they could do, if they just knew.


You know I'm glad,
That I never gave a damn about the weather,
Cause it never gave a damn about me.

I know it's mad,
But if I dig a well, will you dig with me,
Or just leave?

I know it's mad,
But if it was time I was defending,
Will you just leave me?

Clouds are singing a song,
Marking my wrongs,
Just like you do,
If the clouds were playing a song,
I'd play along,
Wouldn't you too?

If you just knew,
What they could do,
If you just knew,
What would they do,

And if the words are just feathered birds,
Flying a love, Singing a soft,
What would they do, if they just knew,
What we could do, if they just knew.

I know it's sad that I never gave a damn about the weather,
And it never gave a damn about me,
No, it never gave a damn about me.

And I know it's mad,
But if you broke and fell, I'd call the doctor,
And just leave.

I know it's sad,
That if the sky was bending I would kiss thee,
And just leave.

Cause they never gave a damn about me.

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