歌词
My head hits the cloud
It's soft but somehow I am down
The sound filters in
Words mean nothing no more sentences
I want to know
How the logic goes
I want to touch
The sun with all I got
The waves rollin in
How I'd like to know where it has been
My voice is so loud
Can't figure how to turn it down
I want to know
How the logic goes
I want to be
A part of everything
If this has an end
I'd stand here and I would pretend
That this could be
The last thing that I will ever see
The smokes clearing out
I'm able to discern the sound
But my thoughts remain
Happy to have the memory