White Cloud

White cloud in the sky, on this dark November 9 I sing to you from this tiny place and watch you float on by Without a care in the world, no one turns your path You're silent when we all are born and silent when we pass I talked to a girl, whose father was dying Every word that she spoke were like pieces of iron Once a man who was strong, now was only relying Leaving everyone helpless on the verge of crying Heavy with love, heavy with love White cloud in the sky, on this dark November 9 Lay your secret on the wind and whisper to my mind I could shout in joy, I could shout in helpless pain But they're only ripples in the air They hit you just the same I talked to a girl, pregnant but cautious In a miserable state, it all made her feel nauseous But when she spoke of her babe The heavens surrounded, like the language she spoke Was timeless and bounded Heavy with love, heavy with love