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The Clouds in Camarillo
You were born in '67
About 9 o'clock at night
A couple years before I lost control
And ended up inside
The clouds in Camarillo
Shimmer with a light that's so unreal
Now I fear the stories that they told me
Of how I hurt my baby, must be somehow true
I stopped taking all my pills
They made me feel so dead inside
Just like the sun was goin' out
I didn't think I could survive
The clouds in Camarillo?.
Now I'm writing from a caravan
Behind your grandma's place
I think my spirit will be happier
With the stars in outer space
The clouds in Camarillo…