Cloud 7

Things come, things go

The sense and nonsense of life

Head in the clouds, head in the sand

Flew high and so often burned

Everything turns and it turns daily

The strength in you supports and betrays you

Man in the mirror – hate or love?

He pushes you in front of him and he tires you out

And you want to be someone else

You can’t think of anyone

And you don’t want to do what you’re doing

And regardless, you’re sitting here again

And write the whole night through

False pride, vanity

Your life, and no time for life

Books written full with this emptiness

Your nightmare on cloud seven

And I close my eyes to all these questions

’Cause it’s hard to carry the doubt

On your shoulders

So I close my eyes to believe in something

That’s worth it to love, in order to love life

Here on cloud seven

Things come, things go

Afraid of the fall, it’s better to stand for nothing at all

Nothing more to see in the flood of images

And then to go down losing the fight

Heading to the Catacombs at night

Drinking again to counter the hangover

And disappearing into the crowd

Believing in nothing, but miracles

And you want to be somewhere else

It just doesn’t occur to you

Knowing everyone, but trusting no one

Everything’s been said and no one wants to hear it

It would be so easy, if it wasn’t so simple

And all the contradictions are silenced

My nightmare on cloud seven

And I close my eyes to all these questions

’Cause it’s hard to carry the doubt

On your shoulders

So I close my eyes to believe in something

That’s worth it to love, in order to love life

And I close my eyes to all the questions

I’m tired of the doubts after all these days