It is not ideology it’s nothing we can see it’s something that you call destiny ‘It’s my destiny’s fault!’ an excuse for failures that keeps you from going any farther It’s like a fairy tale it’s like some poetry it’s the way to go free like the clouds When the wind blows them away yea you go free like the clouds But now sadness covers you, blinds your eyes and your mind, makes you cry And find life unbearable you wish you could fly away leave everything behind But you turn dark like the clouds when the storm tears the sky Yea you turn dark like the clouds But now you lift up your eyes you’re looking forward and you let your mind Fly on a cloud you see the real life take care of all your acts yea you turn bright Like the clouds when the sun shines her light yea you turn bright like the clouds Like the clouds like the clouds