Chorus:
It’s cold out in the wilderness
It’s quiet except in my head
There’s a choir of doubt, fear, and regret and it’s haunting me
Is there a light that glows still underneath
In a garden overgrown with weeds
Like a child that somehow still believes
Do I still believe
stay in the clouds
the a high
Is ever to down
I could, these around
around
around
around
I thought a to land
But I I’m made for that
house is sinking sand
So, got to always on the run
stay in the clouds
the a high
Is ever to down
I could, these around
around
around
around
no
This ain’t a a carnival ride
I I’m going out of my mind
stay in the clouds
the a high
Is ever to down
I could, these around
around
around
around
Oh
around
around
around
around
