The Clouds in Camarillo - Brazzaville

Composed by：David Arthur Brown/Mikhail Korneev/Ivan Korolyov

You were born in '67

About 9 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 could 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 tru