Cloudy: Issa's Sunday Service, #182

Photo by Piccolo Namek

   

Autumn - that time of the year when this classic song by Paul Simon, performed by Simon and Garfunkel, comes to mind. Slight breezes and strong winds, beautiful clouds flying by. 

For the composer, thoughts echo and swell, from Tolstoy to Tinker Bell ... which gives Cloudy it's litrock cred and beautiful resonance. 

Cloudy

Cloudy
The sky is gray and white and cloudy,
Sometimes I think it's hanging down on me.
And it's a hitchhike a hundred miles.
I'm a rag-a-muffin child.
Pointed finger-painted smile.
I left my shadow waiting down the road for me a while.

Cloudy
My thoughts are scattered and they're cloudy,
They have no borders, no boundaries.
They echo and they swell
From Tolstoy to Tinker Bell.
Down from Berkeley to Carmel.
Got some pictures in my pocket and a lot of time to kill.

Hey sunshine
I haven't seen you in a long time.
Why don't you show your face and bend my mind?
These clouds stick to the sky
Like floating questions, why?
And they linger there to die.
They don't know where they are going, and, my friend, neither do I.

Cloudy,
Cloudy.

And where there is autumn, can winter be far behind. Here's another Paul Simon number, performed live by the scintillating band, The Bangles. Though it doesn't make the list of litrock songs, it sure makes a fine, rocking companion piece:

 

   

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Photo by Davenbelle

blossoms become clouds--
people become
smoke

Issa
translated by David G. Lanoue

best,

Don

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