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20070326 - Sunspots

from The Song Diary I by Paleo

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SUNSPOTS

Black cloud.
Black cloud.
Black cloud.

There is a song that pops in my head,
when I am lopping through the apple trees.
Honestly it wasn't me, I think it was a black cloud.

When I say sun spots,
I mean nothing but black clouds.

Black cloud.
Black cloud.

There is a song that whistles in my head,
like little princes in a king-sized black cloud.

Black cloud.
Black cloud.

There is a black cloud under my bed.

Black cloud.

If you can guess my name.
If you can guess my real name.

So many cards all I need is a sleeve,
faceless at the bottom of a top hat,
but still the wind is jingling,
all because of a black cloud.

DAS - Minneapolis, Minnesota, USA

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from The Song Diary I, released April 15, 2007

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