Little cloud is searching for sign of something stirring in the hearts of those below and they all sleep
Civic pride an order, to raise a son and daughter staked out and all made clear who got here first
Oh honey can i hold you and play rewind in my head
don't know my people anymore can i stay with you instead
Picture little boy lying under his bed, his brothers playing outside in the dirt and the fence it shimmers in the heat like it wants to disappear
Little cloud is creeping, cross the city sleeping
who below will try and wake from a bad dream
I woke early, what did i see, but a clear sky, a clear sky
looked out my window what did i see, but a clear sky in paradise
Picture little boy lying under his bed, and his brothers playing outside in the dirt and the fence it shimmers in the heat like it wants to disappear
Picture his mumma, little girl on her knee, following a piece of shade under a tree and the fence it shimmers in the heat like it wants to disappear