Clouded Skies

I don't know if I'm living or dying
something tells me they might be the same
and I'm not sure if I should be laughing or crying
or drop it all and start again
and the leaves fall down as the wind swirls around
and another year passes away
she lowers her head with her lips so silent
but in her heart so much to say

Say this is our world
and sky's all clouded over
streets slick with yesterday's rain
the world is passing by us
and it might never be back again

we laugh and we fly
and we cry and we fall
and we can't tell each from the rest
so we strive overreach
and we fall down to teach
ourselves again how to rise
here under cloudy skies

sometimes we run so long
having not gone anywhere
sometimes we sit motionless
and we find that we are there
and the couded skies overreach
and though the earth is bare
this life is there