Grey and dreary days
Make one’s heart weary
Grey and dreary days
Make one’s heart weary
High and low do clouds float by
Large and small they are
Wond’ring what they are do I
They fly so very far
This one is a wooden ship
This, a sneaking cat
Then they toss and turn and whip
Into this or that
I so wonder why they seem
To show us heav’nly arts
Maybe when the people dream
The clouds reflect their hearts