She walks to the mailbox each morning at nine   Every day she begins, she's always one day behind   At least when it comes to the mail      She sits on the balcony paying the bills   Her letters just hashing her cigarettes onto the sill   Every breath a little more pale      And the hill's still left to climb   It's just so high and I'm so tired   Come on look me in my bloodshot eyes   The clouds are all on fire      It's just so high and I'm so tired   Come on look me in my bloodshot eyes   The clouds are all on      He sits in his basement from midnight 'til four   Painting pictures that nobody sees from his days in the war   The canvass is painted bright red, red      He heats up the shower, he paces the hall   He'll scrub for an hour or more but he won't get it all   The paint in his fingernail beds      The hill's still left to climb   It's just so high and I'm so tired   Come on look me in my bloodshot eyes   The clouds are all on fire      It's just so high and I'm so tired   Come on look up at the bloodshot sky   The clouds are all on fire   The clouds are all on fire   The clouds are all on      We wait in valleys while the clouds come in   We see no shadows 'cause the shadows all there is   And we climb and we climb!      But it's just so high and I'm so tired   Come on look me in my bloodshot eyes   The clouds are all on fire      It's just so high and I'm so tired   Come on look up at the bloodshot sky   The clouds are all on fire   The clouds are all on fire   The clouds are all on, the clouds are all on fire   The clouds are all on fire