i hailed a passing cloud with glee
and for me, he sang a pretty melody
the stars, they fought and asked,
why has all the happiness died?
well, i've forgotten how to speak
so i danced for them in a dress so white
and the moon fell in love with the sky again
the wind felt good against my skin
as the song was sung i felt the heat.
and when i swore to never admit defeat
it was then i didn't cry myself to sleep.
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