Flying Cloud

Para esos momentos... precisos...instantaneos... violaceos...

Things happen and no one told me You can't think, you can't drink it

You laughed again then you rode me

I won't drop it, you can't stop it now

Hey lady, where you goin'?

Hey lady, why ain't it snowing?

Were you riding the chair alone? Hey lady, where's your friend?

Hey lady, blew you off again

Don't worry,

I'll ride you up to the top

Hey lady, sorry, that's the last stop

I'll see you I'll see you All the way down I'll see you

In the large flying cloud

I'll see you I'll see you

All the way down In the large flying cloud