The Big Black Clouds of Home Video (MV)

I watch the clouds from the floor and i feel happy
As an irishman feels cold when he's been without the rain
The shivers will climb my spine like a latter
Inviting to my soul all the chills of better days

And we were talking in seats as the plane let down
Where we watched the passengers wave to big black clouds
The collective of my nightmares and the big black clouds of home
The big black clouds of home
The big black clouds of home

I wont yearn for the wonderful times you been having
I put the shell of the world to my ear - i will close my eyes and dream
And as i hold it there i will hear lake waters lapping
For i found my pot of gold, and i can leave without a trace

And we were talking in seats as the plane let down
Where we watched the passengers wave to big black clouds
The collective of my nightmares and the big black clouds of home
The big black clouds of home
The big black clouds of home