This cloud, this cloud

It’s filling my days with a dense, heavy haze

Dead-ending each road like a fall cornfield maze

This cloud, this cloud

So stuck in the sky like a balloon someone tied

Anchored in place by a fence post outside

The air is thick, and the water’s like sand

And the hourglass pours with an endless demand

For the time on my hands

This cloud, this cloud

It’s choked out the light and made unclear day versus night

And when I should sleep and when I should fight

This cloud, this cloud

All fog in my head, wait, what was that you said

All the answers I had now are questions instead

The air is thick, and the water’s like sand

And the hourglass pours with an endless demand

For the time on my hands,

For the time on my hands

Oh the rain never stops and the lightning strikes deep

Down into a heart that’s been numbed by defeat

Oh beat after beat after beat

After beat after beat after beat

After beat after beat after beat

This cloud, this cloud

It twists and it twirls like an old tilt-a-whirl

And the funnel it forms like to spin this girl

Right off of this world, right off of this world