Songs

That Cloud

I own that cloud up there
the one by the lone bird flying
so don’t mess with what is mine

I’m sittin here waiting for god
but something tells me she’s not comin
digging my hands down in well-worn pockets
trying to keep them warm

I got all the answers
still lookin for the questions
always runnin so I know I’m free
the past has turned it’s back on me

the world & I move in different directions
but I own that cloud up there