A Cloud is a special thing
Up there in the sky
Only being small you see
I never got thaqt high
It is a place where God resides
Sat there on his throne
Looking down on mother and me so happy in our home
Now mother is dead.
Happy days have gone.
I am growing old I guess and trying to go on
The way to find God these days is to fly up in the sky.
Flying off to Amseterdam is the best way to get high.
Adrian Vincent Grady, Accrington
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