My oh my, meet me on the pillows of the sky
Suns will dry their warming feathers, holding on to mine
My oh my, warming all the world, follow shine

Then I'll try and hope I'll find some magic on the way
I'll find these truths like a maniac
Oh my head, oh my head it spins like dice
Will I never leave tonight?

Too many times all of my life is left in the city

And I'll try and hope I'll find some magic on the way
I'll find these truths like a maniac
Oh my head, oh my head it spins like dice
No snake eyes would be nice


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Heavy Cloud Hustle song meanings
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