There's a cloud inside my cloud
Everybody goes around
No one ever knows the time of day
I can go from here and there
By a light that shines from everywhere
I could live my day out where it stays
With the blues and the greens whited out.
To look inside the rim and find
Patterns of a another kind
Better than the ones I meet today
I can put it on and learn to pass
Dressed like a shadow of the past
No one heeds my passage on their way
With the blues and the greens whited out
I can find out what the scramble's all about
No one hears you on the moon
It's not quite the thing to say
The world is gray
There's a world inside the world
Through the mist and in the blur
Splinters on the perimeter of my day
That's where it all recurs again
Events all go as they are led
You can see the colours hidden from the day
With the blues and the greens whited out
I can find out what the scramble's all about
No one hears you on the moon
But I guess it's already known
The world is gray
Galaxies can come and pass
While I watch the weather pass
Everything will go in its own way
It's always getting near the end
But there's a way you can pretend
I tell it to myself when they go by
I see it in the landscapes on the way
With the blues and the greens whited out
I can find out what the scramble's all about
No one hears you on the moon but no one has to prove
The world is gray
The world is grey
The world is grey
The world is grey
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I look inside myself and find
Traces/shadows of a better mind
I found another place to stay
I even borrowed my dreams
To run from there and everywhere
But it's all the same to say/It's not just a thing to say
The world is gray
To vanish in the atmosphere
Landscapes in the way
Events can thus transpire in their way
It doesn't matter how they show
Cause there's a light they always show
I show it to myself as they go by
Every day
?
With the blues and the greens whited out
I find out what the system's all about
I can't tell who they're inhabited by
But I Seeing the mountains in the sky
High above this place
The direct encounter
With the blues and the greens whited out
Some days I try to look around
Hear the sights and see the sounds
Nothing ever shows itself this way
... the hues that just mislead
Throw my trashcan all about
Say what I see
It?s all come true for me
The world is gray
There?s a world inside the worldThere?s a place down there nobody knows about
There's a splinter on the perimeter of my dayThe world is gray
Time don?t slip away from me
Nothing?s ever gonna make you 3
Time keeps running about
No one?s going out
Today
There?s a word inside my head
Tells me everything is dead,/ they said
I miss them so much that I cannot say
If I find them anywhere
I?ll shave their faces and cut their hair
They will never ever look the same
Learn to be another
With the blues and the greens whited out
I can tell
The soap this hope is in my dreams
The world is gray
Nothing ever disappears
With the Blues and the greens whited out
Back and forward in a way
The world is gray
Sugar dripping off a mountain
There's A splinter on the perimeter of my day
The world is gray
No one wants to see my shining way
There's a cloud inside my cloud
Everybody goes around
No one ever knows the time of day
I can go from here and there
By a light that shines from everywhere
I could live my day out where it stays
To look inside the rim and find
Patterns of a another kind
Better than the one I wear today
I can put it on and learn to pass
Dressed like a shadow of the past
No one heeds my passage on their way
There's a world inside the world
Through the mist and in the blur
When there's a splinter on the perimeter of my day
That's where it all recurs again
Events all go where they are led
The causes hidden from the light of day
Galaxies can come and pass
While I watch the <weather> winter pass
Events can thus transpire in the sky, on the way
It doesn't matter how they show
Cause there's a thing they always show
I shiw it to myself as they go by,
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There's a cloud inside my cloud
Everybody goes around
No one ever knows the time of day
I can go from here and there
By a light that shines/hangs from everywhere
I could live my day out where it stays
With the blues and the greens whited out.
To look inside the rim and find
Patterns of a another kind
Better than the one I wear today
I can put it on and learn to pass
Dressed like a shadow of the past
No one heeds my passage on their way
With the blues and the greens whited out
I can find out what the picture's all about
I never took it from the moon but I get it in my shoes Every day
There's a world inside the world
Through the mist and in the blur
When there's a splinter on the perimeter of my day
That's where it all recurs again
Events all go where they are led
You can see the causes hidden from the day
With the blues and the greens whited out
I can find out what the thinking' all about
When you're living on the moonn
Looking for the day
The world is grey
The world is grey
Galaxies can come and pass
While I watch the weather pass
Events can thus transpire in their way
It doesn't matter how they show
Cause there's a thing they always show
I show it to myself as they go by
With the blues and the greens whited out
I can find out what the system's all about
No one hears you on the moon but no one has to prove
The world is grey
The world is grey
The world is grey
The world is grey
I look inside myself and find
Traces/shadows of a better mind
I found another place to stay
I even borrowed my dreams
To run from there and everywhere
To vanish in the atmosphere
Landscapes in the way
Every day
-
With the blues and the greens whited out
I find out what the system's all about
I can't tell who they're inhabited by
But I Seeing the mountains in the sky
High above this place
The direct encounter
With the blues and the greens whited out
Some days I try to look around
Hear the sights and see the sounds
Nothing ever shows itself this way
... the hues that just mislead
Throw my trashcan all about
Say what I see
Its all come true for me
The world is gray
Theres a world inside the world
Theres a place down there nobody knows about
There's a splinter on the perimeter of my day
The world is gray
Time dont slip away from me
Nothings ever gonna make you 3
Time keeps running about
No ones going out
Today
Theres a word inside my head
Tells me everything is dead,/ they said
I miss them so much that I cannot say
If I find them anywhere
Ill shave their faces and cut their hair
They will never ever look the same
Learn to be another
With the blues and the greens whited out
I can tell
The soap this hope is in my dreams
The world is gray
Nothing ever disappears
With the Blues and the greens whited out
Back and forward in a way
The world is gray
Sugar dripping off a mountain
There's A splinter on the perimeter of my day
The world is gray
No one wants to see my shining way
There's a cloud inside my cloud
Everybody goes around
No one ever knows the time of day
I can go from here and there
By a light that shines from everywhere
I could live my day out where it stays
To look inside the rim and find
Patterns of a another kind
Better than the one I wear today
I can put it on and learn to pass
Dressed like a shadow of the past
No one heeds my passage on their way
There's a world inside the world
Through the mist and in the blur
When there's a splinter on the perimeter of my day
That's where it all recurs again
Events all go where they are led
The causes hidden from the light of day
Galaxies can come and pass
While I watch the <weather> winter pass
Events can thus transpire in the sky, on the way
It doesn't matter how they show
Cause there's a thing they always show
I shiw it to myself as they go by,
There's a cloud inside my cloud
Everybody goes around / knows about
No one ever sees the time of day
To run from there and everywhere
Every day
Throw my trashcan all about
Say what I see
Its all come true for me
The world is gray
Theres a world inside the world
Theres a place down there nobody knows about
With the blues and the greens whited out
There's a splinter on the perimeter of my day
The world is gray
Time dont slip away from me
Nothings ever gonna make you 3
Time keeps running about
No ones going out
Today
Theres a word inside my head
Tells me everything is dead,/ they said
I miss them so much that I cannot say
If I find them anywhere
Ill shave their faces and cut their hair
They will never ever look the same
Learn to be another
With the blues and the greens whited out
I can tell
The soap this hope is in my dreams
The world is gray
Somedays I try to looks around
Hear the sights and see the sounds
Nothing ever shows itself to me this way
Nothing ever disappears
To vanish in the atmosphere
Landscapes in the way
With the Blues and the greens whited out
Back and forward in a way
The world is gray
Sugar dripping off a mountain
There's A splinter on the perimeter of my day
I even borrowed my dress
The world is gray
No one wants to see my shining way