Clouds up above stick to the sky
They’re all just floating questions why
My thoughts are scattering around me
They have no borders and no boundaries
Cold in the summer
Cold in the sun
Can’t stand anyone
Now is not the time to cry
Don’t know where you’re going
Neither do I
Cold in the summer
My clothes are hanging by a string
See my reflection
It don’t mean anything
Got a message from a friend
This could be the one
This could be the end