The Clouds

Talking like your head's in the clouds Or stuck in another nameless town Pulling wide awake at the wheel He's always faceless never real Swearin' with a mouthful of mud Like you could escape what's in your blood Hanging from a thread In every direction Barely hanging on Hanging from a thread In every direction Barely hanging on Well, you know I'm not going anywhere A chime in the wind, I sing for you I'm a greyhound on a track Make a break out the backlot When all the love you gave's just an artifact It's all that remains, don't be confused You're talking like your head's in the clouds Hanging from a thread In every direction Barely hanging on Hanging from a thread In every direction Barely hanging on No point in blaming So I'm not saying names Not keeping tallies to remind you of the pain And when it's over All settled and squared Don't come asking for an encore Talking like your head's in the clouds Talking like your head's in the clouds Talking like your head's in the clouds Talking like your head's in the clouds