%%% %%% %%%% %%% %% %%%%% %%%% %%%% %% %%%% %% %% %% %% %%% %% %% %% %% %% %% %% %% % %% %% %% %%%% %% %% %% %% %%%% %% %%% %%%%% // // //// ////// ////// // \\ \ \\ \\ \\ \\ \\ \\ \\ \\ // /// // //////// ////// ////// // \\\\ \\\\ \\ \\ \\ \\ \\ /// /// // // // // // // [ Mind Warp - Volume #6, Issue #07, File #87 ] [ Watching the Clouds - by Chris ] ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Watching the Clouds [Chris] ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ WATCHING THE CLOUDS people always ask me who I am and I tell them I'm not a prophet of Uncle Sam they never guessed I was, never thought such but don't you dream? - oh, not very much for if I dreamt of all I didn't possess then what I would really have would be less well, can you direct us the way out I cannot, I say, even though I need not shout well, can you speak a few words of wisdom I say I shouldn't, for that minister will someday come they walk away, in a trance of solemn despair, from here oh sad souls, why did you come to me with your fear for I'm just watching the clouds go by hoping that rain will fall from the sky and maybe tomorrow a new group will approach me but I still won't be able to set them free I couldn't let them go without at least some preaching I told them that to get ahead you must grab instead of reaching they seemed to understand, but how can one be sure and a sweet young girl asked me if heaven was pure I said, my dear, I am not one to predict the Fate of the dead she seemed satisfied, as they all did, at what I had said but I'm just watching the clouds go by hoping that rain will fall from the sky and maybe tomorrow a new group will approach me yet I still won't be able to set them free ============================================================================== E-Mail mustaine@wam.umd.edu to become a distributor! ==============================================================================