We want to turn everything around

She's a real writer and say goodnighter
She's a [bad word] of a believer

I'm not a bridge, I'm not the bay
I'm not a car, taxi or train
I'm not a power tool
Or a [bad word] crew
I'm not the weapon
Simple or mass device
Just a man
With two hands

What should I do when you walk out?

I dress in white [bad word] cloudwalker
I want to scan the crowd
And point to where the rain flows

I'm a white cloud
I'm a white cloud

We've got clouds in our heads
Dreams in our skies
We never say goodbye

What should I do when you walk out?
We have soft clouds in our heads
We have dreams in our skies
We never say goodbye

I AM THE SKY
DON'T ASK WHY
I FEEL IT AS I FEEL MY BREATH DEEP INSIDE

I'M RIDE HIGHER
TRIED TRIER
NEVER GIVE UP VICTORY FIGHT IGNITER

Row after row after row
Row after row after row
Sentinel trees go

SHE'S DREAM BOOMER
NEVER TOO SOONER
3-TREE RIGHT BEFORE ME FALLING IN THE 
SEWER

SHE'S ROCKSLIDE
ROCKET IN THE SKY
PLANE CRASHING TO THE EARTH AND 
EVERYONE WHO DIED

I'M COUNTDOWN TICK
MOVING QUITE QUICK
TWO LOVERS CONFESSING TRYST

SHE'S THUNDERSTORM
SINCE THE DAY SHE WAS BORN
AND SHE BEAT. BEAT. BEATS LIKE THE HEART
OF WAR

Row after row after row
Row after row after row
Sentinel trees go

I'm looking down on trees
Let's not let this moment.. be the same.