❖ Blackfield – Cloudy Now ❖

❖ بلک فیلد – کلودی نو ❖

In a violent place we can call our country
Is a mixed up man
The sun’s in the sky
And I guess that’s me.

But the storm never seems to end.
Yeah, I guess they’re my own
Its a place of sorrow but we call it a home.
And the darkest thoughts
There’s wealth in the bank

But there’s nothing to show inside.
Its cloudy now (x3)
Its getting cloudy now

In a special place
That I call my life
The father was cruel and he lost his wife
But I don’t see either
Its a beautiful thing
Cause I live across the street

When it starts to rain
There’s something else.
A man who drinks just to drown the pain
And I can’t stop from dreaming

Its cloudy now (x3)

Its getting cloudy now..
We are a fucked up generation
It’s cloudy now
A fucked up generation
It’s cloudy now
We gotta get out of here
A fucked up generation
It’s cloudy now
It’s cloudy now…