Clouds crash on the hillside

Set to sail your soul at high tide

High time you left that shadow

Dead weight in the meadow

Let it follow, far below



Oh, oh, oh, woah

What a ceiling

All the angels cracked and peeling

Revealing constellations

One day you will name one

After a boy you knew when

You were back in middle school

And ingrained his name in love notes

Every one retained, though

In a box behind your raincoats



Oh, those days

When rainy days meant 

Tracing spaces raindrops made

When racing 'cross the windshield

The pace of life wasn't real



Oh, though I would quicken

How the slope began to slicken

You slip into a grin 

That begin with where you been

Leave the past behind and 



Lalalala



Oh, oh

Clouds crash on the hillside

Set to sail your soul at high tide

High time you left that shadow,

Dead weight in the meadow

Leave the past behind and