Thousand Clouds

Anyone else could say
That in life, we catch, we trust
And we believe in nothing finally
Anyone else could say
That in life, we catch, we trust
And we believe in nothing finally
In everyone and every smile
We look for momentum sensuality

Her sex is available
Her skin like an obsession
Abused and disabused
Her sex is available
Her skin like an obsession
Abused and disabused
Disabused at all

Could anybody else say
That my life is just better or
A running illusion like a thousand clouds
A running illusion

And now close to my heart, a deep feeling
Of delight, for one hour