Clouds

Get out beyond the sand
Get yourself some land
Where the green grass grows
Without a helping hand

A windy night in Southern California
The leaves they dance upon the ground
And all the simple things you thought of what once was
Lay in mounds of red and brown

Build a house of wood
Near a little lake
Sounding no alarms
If the beams should break

On a windy night in Southern California
The clouds roll by above the hills
In their shapes and shadows I can see just how
Nothing in this world is left standing still

Woah ho, how the seasons change
Woah ho, like the clouds rearrange
Woah ho ho, how the seasons change - ain't it strange
Woah ho, how our lives rearrange

Woah ho, ain't it strange how the seasons change
Woah ho, like the clouds rearrange
Like the clouds rearrange
Like the clouds rearrange



Credits
Writer(s): Aaron Nava Luján, Joshua Thomas Russell, Scott Michael Gillies
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