Lyrics:

No Cloud, A Sleepy Calm
sunbaked Earth Thats Cooled By Gentle Breeze
and Trees With Rustling Leaves
only Endless Days Without A Care
nothing Must Be Done

silent As A Day Can Be
far Off Sounds Of Others On Their Chosen Run
as They Do All Those Things They Feel Give Life Some Meaning
even If Theyre Dull

time To Stop This Dreaming, Must Rejoin The Real World
as Revealed By Orange Lights And A Smoky Atmosphere

the Trees And I Are Shaken By The Same Winds But Whereas
the Trees Will Lose Their Withered Leaves
i Just Cant Seem To Let Them Loose
and They Cant Refresh Me Those Hot Winds Of The South
feel Like An Alien, A Stranger In An Alien Place

now The Light Id Fading Fast
chances Slip Away, A Time Will Come To Pass
when Therell Be None
then Addicted To A Perfumed Poison
betrayed By Its Aftertaste
we Shall Lose The Wonder And Find Nothing In Return
many Are The Substitutes But Theyre Powerless An Their Own

beware The Fisherman Whos Casting Out His Line
into A Dried Up River Bed
but Dont Try To Tell Him Cos He Wont Believe You
throw Some Bread To The Ducks Instead, Its Easier That Way
feel Like An Alien, A Stranger In An Alien Place