(c. fox/n. gimble)



Clouds strung like beads in a gray silent sky

And i watch them and simplify my mind

One thing is clear, i know i begin from here

The passing time, it changes dreams and sweeps illusions from your eyes



He came to me to be a friend

And i knew somehow he couldn't stay

That he was someone i would know a little while

He brought a smile and he was free

And he came to give it all to me

A chance to see the way he sees

So i could fly

Through richard's window to the sky



I try to see all that he saw for me

Looking through richard's window to the sky


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