Clouds slowly drift by,
like a great grey clad army,
massing the rain troops.
Sitting in the dark,
and listening to old songs,
just reminiscing.
Things I used to do,
I now wonder, if ever,
I shall do them more.
As complex as simple is.
Clouds slowly drift by,
like a great grey clad army,
massing the rain troops.
Sitting in the dark,
and listening to old songs,
just reminiscing.
Things I used to do,
I now wonder, if ever,
I shall do them more.