Biting On Clouds

Turn to reason doors revolving
seasons bringing us together
pray to winter gone evolving
clouds controlled wrap round your shoulders

people function concepts forming
forcing us into equations
movements slowly windows falling
ghosts and fingers in the air

biting on clouds
when you get so high

image fades into the laughter
sensing lies that touch my face
turn to reason the equation
clouds are falling at my feet

biting on clouds
when you get so high
biting on clouds
when you touch the sky