Michael Schulte - Clouds

You are not your own God, no universe conductor
And you can't control the clouds that you are under
A symphony takes patience, a little pain and wonder
Some days are violence, and some are thunder

And when the rain is only getting colder
And the hunger's heavy on your chest
With a thousand tons upon your shoulder
Of dreams you can't get over
You can't put to rest

No, you are not your own God, no universe conductor
And you can't control the clouds that you are under

The closer that I held him, the more he pulled away
Maybe my love was too strong for him to stay
I put fuel to the fire, I forgot to let it breathe
'Cause what I gave him just isn't what he needs And when the rain is only getting colder
And the hunger's heavy on your chest
With a thousand tons upon your shoulder
Of dreams you can't get over
You can't put to rest

No, you are not your own God, no universe conductor
And you can't control the clouds that you are under
No, you can't control the clouds that you are under

Save me from my good intentions
Save me from my expectations
Take me where I feel at ease
To let go, to let go

No, you are not your own God, no universe conductor
And you can't control the clouds that you are under
No, you can't control the clouds that you are under
No, you can't control the clouds that you are under