Having my head's in the clouds is what makes me happy.
I breath better and I feel as though I will live longer.
I feel free,
Which is something that I don't feel down here.

Down here is clogged up and broke.
The air isn’t breathable and everyone is fighting.
I want to live in the clouds and  I know I can’t.
But I wish I could, it’s peaceful and that doesn’t happen down here.

In the clouds you can dream and you can hope
In the clouds you can believe.
You can be you and you won't be judged
In the clouds you will be free.

But I know that the air up there isn't breathable,
But I wish it was so then I will be free
of the hell from down below.