Matera is a dark cloud
And I the only one in her atmosphere
She keeps me warm, she keeps me near
In the dead of night
Matera is a dark cloud
And when it rains, I get drenched from head to toe
She doesn't see, no she never knows
That I'm not alright
Matera is a dark cloud
And all I ever asked for was
A piece of my own space
I would always oft for the
Sun on my face
I don't want to be a dark cloud
Matera is a dark cloud
So oblivious to her world beneath
To the droplets perched of the vines and leaves
In quiet defeat
Matera is a dark cloud
And there is no shelter from her rain
Still I follow through misty, wet terrain
Underneath my feet
And all I ever asked for was
A piece of my own space
I would always oft for the
Sun on my face
I don't want to be a dark cloud
Matera is a dark cloud
And my father is the waterfalls
And I haven't heard from him at all
In quite some time
