Born in the clouds
Not coming down
But you make lovely sounds
For us on the ground
Make it loud
Topple over and pour out
Why restrain when you could rain
Down
Soft, white, pillows surround
High in the heavens, your flowers abound
Bloom now, bloom
The colors I've found
Head in the clouds
I can finally see you now
In a sea of endless white
I don't want to come back down
Born in the clouds
Don't come down, don't come down
Born in the clouds
Don't come down, rain down
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