Kelcy Wilburn, songwriter – vocals, rhythm guitar
Neilson Hubbard, producer – drums & percussion
Will Kimbrough – electric guitar
Dean Marold – bass guitar
Fats Kaplin - pedal steel
recorded & mixed by Dylan Alldredge at Skinny Elephant Recording (Nashville, TN)
mastered by James DeMain at Yes Master Studios (Nashville, TN)
published by Parish Road Music (BMI)
written by Kelcy Wilburn (BMI)
Lyrics
This cloud, this cloud
It’s filling my days with a dense, heavy haze
Dead-ending each road like a fall cornfield maze
This cloud, this cloud
So stuck in the sky like a balloon someone tied
Anchored in place by a fence post outside
The air is thick, and the water’s like sand
And the hourglass pours with an endless demand
For the time on my hands
This cloud, this cloud
It’s choked out the light and made unclear day versus night
And when I should sleep and when I should fight
This cloud, this cloud
All fog in my head, wait, what was that you said
All the answers I had now are questions instead
The air is thick, and the water’s like sand
And the hourglass pours with an endless demand
For the time on my hands,
For the time on my hands
Oh the rain never stops and the lightning strikes deep
Down into a heart that’s been numbed by defeat
Oh beat after beat after beat
after beat after beat after beat
after beat after beat after beat
This cloud, this cloud
It twists and it twirls like an old tilt-a-whirl
And the funnel it forms like to spin this girl
right off of this world, right off of this world