Dec 2014
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My brains in the clouds,
Yes, another day
Quite often it floats there
Dreaming of the era in which it can stay
Swirled in colors
Grey, blue, and purest white
Relaxes my brain
Into the most peaceful delight
Oh, cumulus swirling in the air
Floating endlessly, without a care
If only I could float like the clouds
Till the end of time
Oh, the treasure divine
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My brains in the clouds,
Yes, another day
Quite often it floats there
Dreaming of the era in which it can stay
Swirled in colors
Grey, blue, and purest white
Relaxes my brain
Into the most peaceful delight
Oh, cumulus swirling in the air
Floating endlessly, without a care
If only I could float like the clouds
Till the end of time
Oh, the treasure divine
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Written by
WendyStarry Eyes
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