EXCERPT:
MITCHELL: " ♪ Rows and flows of angel hair ♪
♪ And ice cream castles in the air ♪
♪ And feather canyons everywhere ♪
♪ I looked at clouds that way ♪
♪ But now they only block the sun ♪
♪ They rain and they snow on everyone ♪
♪ So many things I would have done ♪
♪ But clouds got in my way ♪
♪ I’ve looked at clouds from both sides now ♪
♪ From up and down, and still somehow ♪
♪ It’s cloud illusions that I recall ♪
♪ I really don’t know clouds at all ♪”