Clouds Aren't Real

You used to tell me that it's all determined Before we're born and afterlife If there's truth to that, what makes it worth it and What are the odds you make it out alive? 'Cause you're three feet under, we're all outnumbered It'd be a miracle if you could make it to summer But there's nothing left to try The ancient cities worshiped the skies Were they fools for thinking that you go there when you die? What's easy isn't always right 'Cause If I could heal you by kneeling I'd crawl 'til I collapse I look to the ceiling I don't believe that it all just goes on once you've passed Once I've stopped breathing, it'll all go black Clouds aren't real, so there's no going back I feel the sun's apricity It's almost like you're here with me And sometimes it still feels warm at night And sometimes I say you're in the sky Just 'cause it's easier than saying that you died And that's not right But I wish I believed you're still upstairs Only ready to answer all my prayers But you're the one who told me When we go cold, we don't have the means to be aware 'Cause If I could feel you by kneeling I'd crawl 'til I collapse I look to the ceiling I don't believe that it all just goes on once you've passed Once I stop breathing, it'll all go black Clouds aren't real, so there's no going back The halos in the sky come from smokestacks It's all going to shit When the holograms swing by I get panic attacks I'm going down with the ship And the watcher blows our minds with ecliptic lights Then just takes away life And I'm built to find silver linings in the fucked up timings And fix it with rhyming But where do I draw the line? 'Cause I can't just heal you by kneeling But I'd crawl 'til I collapse I look to the ceiling I don't believe that it all just goes on once you've passed Once I stop breathing, it'll all go black Clouds aren't real, so there's no going back