Brazzaville
Текст песни The clouds in Camarillo (Original Version)

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….