Close your eyes   I require my privacy   But with your eyes closed you look different to me   So they’re feeding me the seeds under the city sheets   They’re paying me to dream but then it’s cheap to sleep   I’m a cloud car coming down   Sounding around those who favor me   I’m an engineer and things get weird when they go right you know   I’ll be the cardinal if you’ll fly me through your backyard lawns   I am the camera phone on Cinema Street   I’m just a cloud boy coming down   Hanging around those who favor me