Clouds Crash - The Matches

Clouds crash on the hillside

Set to sail your soul at high tide

High time you left that shadow

Dead weight in the meadow

Let it follow far below

Oh, Oh, Oh

Whoa what a ceiling

All the angels cracked and peeling

Revealing constellations

One day you will name one

After a boy you knew

When you were back in middle school

And ingrained his name in love notes

Every one retained though

In a box behind your raincoats

Oh, those days

When rainy days meant

Trace the spaces raindrops made when

Racing 'cross the windshield

The pace of life wasn’t real

Oh, though how we quickened

How the slope began to slicken

You slip into a grin then

Begin with where you’ve been and

In my linen you are skin again

La da da

La da da da da daa

Da da daa

Da daa daa

La da da daa da da daa daa

Oh, oh, clouds crash on the hillside

Set to sail your soul at high tide

High time you left that shadow

Dead weight in the meadow

In my linen you are skin again