Cloudmaker Lyrics by Oxygyn
Clear, blank eyes,
Looking up at empty sky,
Hollow do the heavens seem,
Shades of blue you’ve never seen.
Missing, pieces,
In the picturesque abyss,
Atmosphere split at the seams,
Wondering how to paint the scene.
I’ve been, ***,
Filling up my lungs with gas,
Vapour drawn from emptiness.
I’ve lived, dry,
Organs work like oiled machines,
All to give you what you please.
I will make, I will make, I will make,
The clouds for you,
Put white on blue.
I don’t care, I don’t care, I don’t care,
If I make it through,
Go black and blue.
I will go, to the ends, of the earth,
To change a view,
Adapt for you.
And I leave me behind,
That’s what cloudmakers do,
To feel full.
I’ve been ***.
Strength in, numbers,
Look at how the sky fills up,
Turned my windpipe to a sieve,
Made to give, and not receive.
I have, tried,
To start breathing air for me,
No one but me to deceive.
I ask, why,
I have learnt what I believe,
And I’ll keep selling clouds for free.
I will make, I will make, I will make,
The clouds for you,
Put white on blue.
I don’t care, I don’t care, I don’t care,
If I make it through,
Go black and blue.
I will go, to the ends, of the earth,
To change a view,
Adapt for you.
And I leave me behind,
That’s what cloudmakers do,
To feel full.
Am I full? Am I? Are you?
Are you full? Are you? Am I?