Most days when I look up at the sky,
the clouds are just swinging along
and dancing to an unheard rhythm.
But when I listen carefully,
I hear the music inside my heart.
The clouds are dancing to my beats
and swinging along with my thoughts.
Days are radiant when I feel content
and the sky seems to resonate with that plot.
Even when I am at a crossroads,
I know they’ll lead me back to my town.