In Clouds - Kay Hanley

It’s easy to get in, too hard to get out

If I get to heaven, y’all gonna hear me out

Them things that you don’t want to hear

Ring soft and low upon the ear

What I have in mind

Trojan horses scattered on the lawn

Played a minuet, now you gotta move along

At once an angel and a whore

Now she don’t call you anymore

What I have in mind

Don’t figure it out 'til you’re covered in clouds

Lavender, you know her

Like a warm July malaise

Where everyone breathes your name

Like a worn out refrain

I stopped believing on that freezing night

I tried to find you I tried, I tried, I tried

Them things that you don’t want to hear

Ring soft and low upon the ear

What God has in mind

Don’t figure it out 'til you’re covered in clouds