Woorden: Juan Mordecai. Black Clouds.

Black, black clouds up on my sky
Black, black clouds up on my sky

make the perfect day for the calling crows
make the perfect sound for the wind that hauls

Black, black clouds up on my soul
Black, black clouds up on my soul

dig a perfect space for the ones i know
build a perfect day for the ones below

i know they'll come, i know it's on

Black, black clouds close my eyes
Black, black clouds close my eyes

i can't really tell you if it's day or night
i can't really tell you if it's day or night

(Thanks to matteo for these lyrics)