Besedila: Keane. Clear Skies.

High on the bell tower
I took my view
Over the downtowns
On the avenues

Where the streets are wide
And the people thrive
And its further to fall down
Cause you fly so high

I?ve never seen such a beauty
I?ve never seen such clear skies
I?ve never seen such high hopes
I?ve never seen such tired eyes

And I wish that I could be
Everything you are
Everything you are

Down in the delta
The city wakes
Turns on the TV
As the ...

Where the streets are burned
From the hot summer sun
And there?s nowhere to run to
When your time has come

I?ve never seen such a beauty
I?ve never seen such clear skies
I?ve never seen such high hopes
I?ve never seen such tired eyes

Open wounds of piece by piece
All those flesh all over me
Take my pills and went to sleep
Oh, and I sang myself to sleep

And I wish that I could be
Everything you are
Everything you are
And I wish that I could see
The world the way you do
As selfishly as you

Oooh

And I wish that I could be
Everything you are
Everything you are
And I wish that I could stick
My faith the way you do
As certainly as you

The sky is going to fall on you
The sky is going to fall on you
The sky is going to fall on you
On you, on you.
The sky is going to fall on you
The sky.


(Thanks to Deb Keane for these lyrics)