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.
