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-