
Where do clouds come from? Big chimneys on the sun
And where do dreams come from? Your mother weaved them all
Don’t you forget my son I told you not to hurt no-one
You’ll be the judge of that
Another You, another Me, another pharaoh taking liberties
And just don’t stand for that
Some day this all will seem like petals lost amongst a stream
Don’t let this hold you back
These clouds and dreams you want cannot be gifted only fought for liberty
How does freedom sound? Much better by the pound
And why is mum still mad? Shes had enough of lying
Where do clouds come from? Look kid go ask your mum
These clouds and dreams you want cannot be gifted only fought for liberty
Lyrics by Rod Dunne – For an upcoming song.

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This is really great work, Rod. I had no idea you had these additional talents. What a wonderful surprise.
Thanks Gideon. I like jumping from creative to business/logic projects nowadays as a way of keeping both fresh & exciting.