Matera is a dark cloud And I the only one in her atmosphere She keeps me warm, she keeps me near In the dead of night Matera is a dark cloud And when it rains, I get drenched from head to toe She doesn't see, no she never knows That I'm not alright Matera is a dark cloud And all I ever asked for was A piece of my own space I would always oft for the Sun on my face I don't want to be a dark cloud Matera is a dark cloud So oblivious to her world beneath To the droplets perched of the vines and leaves In quiet defeat Matera is a dark cloud And there is no shelter from her rain Still I follow through misty, wet terrain Underneath my feet And all I ever asked for was A piece of my own space I would always oft for the Sun on my face I don't want to be a dark cloud Matera is a dark cloud And my father is the waterfalls And I haven't heard from him at all In quite some time