I saw it coming to town.

Covered everyone with a dark cloud.


I knew why they couldn't see it.

Guess what they sold to buy it?

My two eyes

What a prize

What they see is mine

I moved to another town

Thankfully not followed by a dark cloud

I'd fallen in love with you

Freedom was coming

In the afternoon sky, blue and pale

Catchin flight with a softer sail.

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