I've been running from a heavy sky.
The clouds are black and round,
and in this chaos I'll lose my
drive to ever cry.
I watched the clouds as they dripped and frowned.
I've been running from a heavy sky.
I guess I'll just repeat myself, and fry
the parts I love of my life, black edg'd around,
and in this chaos I'll lose my
will to ever try,
I can feel it as I sit on the ground,
I've been running from a heavy sky.
It sits inside my mind's eye.
Like the worst syndrome of the pound,
and in this chaos I'll lose my
thoughts as they say "bye";
leave me to the lapsing howl of my brain as I walk. Oh! Spellbound,
I've been running from a heavy sky.
And in this chaos I'll lose my-