I'll just be the outcast I guess I'll be the outcast I'm high off the music, my head's in the clouds I kinda like it up here, I am not comin' down I'd rather be alone, I am not good in crowds Which is kinda confusin', I've not been that way since I was a

I had a dream What does it all mean? But what does it mean? Davie Bowie taught us how to skateboard but he Was shaped like Gumby And I had a dream, we took a helicopter Flew it up too high Got stuck in the clouds, don't wanna come down And I had a dream,

The forecast calls for pain Coffee for my breakfast Shot of whiskey on the side It's a dark and dreary morning With the clouds covering up the sky My baby's turning cold And the forecast calls for pain

I'm steppin' out I'm gonna see the world Oh, I'm steppin' out. Pack up all your things We're gonna be leaving Sooner than I thought Take the things you bought Clouds are gathering. Say goodbye to all your friends

Blacked out, like the clouds hanging over this heart of mine Not a shadow of a doubt, blacked out Blacked out, like it was in 1968 Like Johnny Cash any given day Like a Mach 1 Fastback Mustang These Ray Bans covering up my eyes I won't lie, it hurts like

There’s nothing left to say, and so goodnight I’m empty like the day after Christmas Swept beneath the wave of your goodbye You left me on the day after Christmas Sad, how far you ran, I’ll search this land Up through the clouds then back here We could

And I showed the clouds how to cover up a clear blue sky And the tears that I cried for that woman are gonna flood you Big River Then I'm gonna sit right here until I die Now I taught the weeping willow how to cry I met her accidentally in Saint Paul

Can only go up from here Up, up, up, Where the clouds gonna clear There's no way but up from here It's 'bout as bad as it could be Seems everybody's buggin' me Like nothing wants to go my way

Lord, dear Lord above, God almighty, God of love, please look down and see my people through. I believe that God put sun and moon up in the sky. I don't mind the gray skies 'cause they're just clouds passing by. Heaven is a goodness time. A brighter

When I look up at the stars As I walk in the night Down the street by my house It feels good The light from the moon Is afraid of the ground So it falls behind spaces And hides behind clouds When I look up at the clouds