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Texty: Cloud Cult. Everybody Here Is A Cloud.

And everybody here is a cloud
And everybody here will evaporate
You came up from the ground
From a million little pieces, have you found where your place is?
Have you found where your place is?
Have you found where your place is?

You've been spending your time
Thinkin' about why you think so much
If there ever was a time
Now would be the time to see your time here is limited

Everybody here is a crowd
We all walk around with a million faces
Somebody turn the lights out
There's so much more to see in the darkest places
In the darkest places
In the darkest places

And everybody here is a cloud
And everybody here will evaporate
You came up off the ground
From a million little pieces, have you found where your place is?

Everybody here is waiting for the next creation
They say oh-oh-oh-oh
Everybody here is waiting for the next creation
They say go-go-go-go

Everybody here is a crowd
We each walk around with a million faces
You came up from the ground
From a million little pieces, have you found where your place is?
Have you found where your place is?
Have you found where your place is?