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The clouds are here |
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They aren't up in the sky. |
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I cupped them with my hands |
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and reached up high. |
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I said to these clouds, |
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"no more am I blind. |
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I have to see straight |
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and that will make me unkind." |
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Visions of blue, |
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I'm angry, I'm wise. |
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And you, you're under cloudy skies. |
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Blue air I crave, blue air I breathe |
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They once chopped my heart the way you chop a tree. |
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Told to equate achievement with pain |
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I took their top prize and paid them back with rain. |
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Visions of blue |
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I'm angry I'm wise and you. |
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You're under cloudy skies. |
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Blue air I crave blue air I breathe |
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they once chopped my heart the way you chop a tree. |
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Told to equate Achievement with Pain |
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I stole their top prize and paid them back with rain. |
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Visions of blue I'm angry I'm wise and you. |
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You're under cloudy skies. Visions of blue |
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Preverse and strong and you. |
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You're under cloudy skies. |
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What I did once I now do everyday. |
