Текст песни
Clouds in my bedroom
Floating low
Pillows of vapor
A secret show
I touch the mist
It slips away
Nothing stays
No
Nothing stays
Ceiling fades into the blue
Are these walls even true
Clouds in my bedroom
Soft and wild
Like a storm that’s running mild
They drift
They fall
They bloom
I’m lost in clouds in my bedroom
Whispers in thunder
A quiet roar
Rain in the mirror
Puddles on the floor
I chase the shapes
They scatter wide
They’re here
They’re gone
They never hide
Air so thick I can’t exhale
Every breath a paper trail
Clouds in my bedroom
Soft and wild
Like a storm that’s running mild
They drift
They fall
They bloom
I’m lost in clouds in my bedroom
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