The Clouds In Camarillo

You were born in '67

About nine 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 going out

I didn't think I would survive

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

Now I'm writing from a caravan

Behind your nana's place

I think my spirit will be happier

With the stars in outer space.

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

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