There is a trumpet in the blue sky
Along with the head of a unicorn
And as the wind blows in west again
The wand sways in a circle and stops
Now there an elephant head on a car

With every gust of wind
I see a new picture in the sky
With no trace of history
But the same clounds mangled up
As they come in path of the carefree wind

I wonder how the birds see them
Always flying close to them
Do they see the wonders of those clouds
Or just the big white cotton balls

Now I see the black clouds
my hair obstructing my view
they still move but seems heavy and dark
with no trace of history
with wonder but with horror
I try to figure what they say

They seem to shout
But don’t know what to say
So I watched and watched
To see what I could see

They seem to show me something
But the light is too bright
So I listened and listened
To hear watch I could hear

They seemed tried
When a drop fell on my head
And when I looked up
It filled my eyes too

Standing in this heavy rain
I must seem like a total r*****
But me and them
are having a little heart to heart