Lyrics:
Dark days
Pulling me down
And it's so grey
Got my heads in the cloud
And you, you feel it too
But I told you
That we'd figure it out
All these
Long John Silver's got his head in the clouds
Sleeping on the concrete and he's thinking out loud
When's the man gonna bring the candy cane
Selling
on the way
Head in a cloud
The man of a thousand voices
Talking perfectly loud
But nobody ever hears him
Or the sounds he appears to make
And he never
on the way
Head in a cloud
The man of a thousand voices
Talking perfectly loud
But nobody ever hears him
Or the sounds he appears to make
And he never
Waiting to take you away
Climb in the back with your head in the clouds
And you're gone.
Picture yourself on a train in a station
With plasticine
on the way
Head in a cloud
The man of a thousand voices
Talking perfectly loud
But nobody ever hears him
Or the sounds he appears to make
And he never
Waiting to take you away
Climb in the back with your head in the clouds
And you're gone.
Picture yourself on a train in a station
With plasticine
on the way
Head in a cloud
The man of a thousand voices
Talking perfectly loud
But nobody ever hears him
Or the sounds he appears to make
And he never
on the way
Head in a cloud
The man of a thousand voices
Talking perfectly loud
But nobody ever hears him
Or the sounds he appears to make
And he never
on the way
Head in a cloud
The man of a thousand voices
Talking perfectly loud
But nobody ever hears him
Or the sounds he appears to make
And he never
on the way
Head in a cloud
The man of a thousand voices
Talking perfectly loud
But nobody ever hears him
Or the sounds he appears to make
And he never
Waiting to take you away
Climb in the back with your head in the clouds
And you're gone.
Picture yourself on a train in a station
With plasticine
on the way
Head in a cloud
The man of a thousand voices
Talking perfectly loud
But nobody ever hears him
Or the sounds he appears to make
And he never
Waiting to take you away
Climb in the back with your head in the clouds
And you're gone.
Picture yourself on a train in a station
With plasticine
on the way
Head in a cloud
The man of a thousand voices
Talking perfectly loud
But nobody ever hears him
Or the sounds he appears to make
And he never
Waiting to take you away
Climb in the back with your head in the clouds
And you're gone.
Picture yourself on a train in a station
With plasticine
another waterline
With your head in the clouds
With my head in the crowd
Waiting to take you away
Climb in the back with your head in the clouds
And you're gone.
Picture yourself on a train in a station
With plasticine
on the way
Head in a cloud
The man of a thousand voices
Talking perfectly loud
But nobody ever hears him
Or the sounds he appears to make
And he never
Waiting to take you away
Climb in the back with your head in the clouds
And you're gone.
Picture yourself on a train in a station
With plasticine
I've always been kind of brave
Never one to watch what I say
And people think my heads in the clouds
But I believe in dreaming out loud
'Cause all
on the way
Head in a cloud
The man of a thousand voices
Talking perfectly loud
But nobody ever hears him
Or the sounds he appears to make
And he never
on the way
Head in a cloud
The man of a thousand voices
Talking perfectly loud
But nobody ever hears him
Or the sounds he appears to make
And he never
on the way
Head in a cloud
The man of a thousand voices
Talking perfectly loud
But nobody ever hears him
Or the sounds he appears to make
And he never
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