Bows
and
flows
of
angel
hair,and
ice-cream
castles
in
the
air,and
feather
canyons
everywhere,I've
looked
at
clouds
that
way
But
now
they
only
block
the
sun,
they
rain
and
snow
on
everyone.
So
many
things
I
would
have
done,
but
clouds
got
in
my
way.
I've
looked
at
clouds
from
both
sides
now,from
up
and
down
and
still
somehow
it's
cloud
illusions
I
recall;I
really
don't
know
clouds
at
all.
