Clouds
Dark Clouds all around me
Creeping up like raindrops on a humid day
No sunshine or bright sky is seen
No happiness sent my way
They’re been around a long long time
The Empire of Rome has seen it so
Shakespeare, Mozart, Van Ghough all drew lines
Tied the clouds around with bows
But just for a little while
Did they help, let a little shine seep through?
Of course, this all ended with a dial
Of Reality’s call, Calling Calling Calling YOU
It doesn’t cease, it always prevails
And It never misses a stop
You Can try escaping , on to the rail
But it knocks you down
Has you spinning
Like Spinning Top
Maybe one day My clouds will fade
And I’ll smile at the world, like a new born child
And I’ll no longer be afraid
Of reality , strong or mild
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