| Song | Your Cloud |
| Artist | Tori Amos |
| Album | Legs and Boots: Chicago, IL - November 5, 2007 |
| Lyrics：Tori Amos Music：Tori Amos | |
| Where the river cross crosses the lake, | |
| Where the words Jump off my pen and into your pages, | |
| Do you think, just like that, you can divide this- | |
| You as yours, me as mine, to before we were us. | |
| If the rain has to separate from itself, | |
| Does it say 'Pick out your cloud?' | |
| Pick out your cloud. | |
| If there is a horizontal line, | |
| (Stay right here.) | |
| That runs from the map off your body, | |
| (I'm gonna stay with you.) | |
| Straight through the land shooting up, | |
| (Stay right here.) | |
| Right through my heart. | |
| Will this horizontal line, | |
| (I'm gonna stay with you.) | |
| When asked, know how to find, | |
| (I'm gonna stay right here.) | |
| Where you end, where I begin... | |
| 'Pick out your cloud.' | |
| How light can play and form a ring... | |
| (I found, I found, I found a thrill.) | |
| Of rain that can change bows into arrows. | |
| (I found, I found, I found a thrill.) | |
| Who we were, isn't lost, before we were us. | |
| Indigo in his own blue always knew this. | |
| If the rain has to separate, | |
| From itself, does it say, 'Pick out your cloud.' Pick out your cloud. | |
| If there is a horizontal line, | |
| (Stay right here.) | |
| That runs from the map off your body, | |
| (I'm gonna stay with you.) | |
| Straight through the land shooting up, | |
| (Stay right here.) | |
| Right through my heart. | |
| Will this horizontal line, | |
| (I'm gonna stay with you.) | |
| When asked, know how to find, | |
| (I'm gonna stay right here.) | |
| Where you end, where I begin... | |
| If the rain has to separate, | |
| From itself, does it say, 'Pick out your cloud...?' |
| Lyrics: Tori Amos Music: Tori Amos | |
| Where the river cross crosses the lake, | |
| Where the words Jump off my pen and into your pages, | |
| Do you think, just like that, you can divide this | |
| You as yours, me as mine, to before we were us. | |
| If the rain has to separate from itself, | |
| Does it say ' Pick out your cloud?' | |
| Pick out your cloud. | |
| If there is a horizontal line, | |
| Stay right here. | |
| That runs from the map off your body, | |
| I' m gonna stay with you. | |
| Straight through the land shooting up, | |
| Stay right here. | |
| Right through my heart. | |
| Will this horizontal line, | |
| I' m gonna stay with you. | |
| When asked, know how to find, | |
| I' m gonna stay right here. | |
| Where you end, where I begin... | |
| ' Pick out your cloud.' | |
| How light can play and form a ring... | |
| I found, I found, I found a thrill. | |
| Of rain that can change bows into arrows. | |
| I found, I found, I found a thrill. | |
| Who we were, isn' t lost, before we were us. | |
| Indigo in his own blue always knew this. | |
| If the rain has to separate, | |
| From itself, does it say, ' Pick out your cloud.' Pick out your cloud. | |
| If there is a horizontal line, | |
| Stay right here. | |
| That runs from the map off your body, | |
| I' m gonna stay with you. | |
| Straight through the land shooting up, | |
| Stay right here. | |
| Right through my heart. | |
| Will this horizontal line, | |
| I' m gonna stay with you. | |
| When asked, know how to find, | |
| I' m gonna stay right here. | |
| Where you end, where I begin... | |
| If the rain has to separate, | |
| From itself, does it say, ' Pick out your cloud...?' |