Woolen or Gray

Watch out, your life's in danger, lock up your yard.
The night is coming fast - close all your windows, be on guard.
There may be
Changes. Watch out for falling tears from your eyes,
While long-forgotten comets appear by surprise.

If you thought daylight had a charm that has gone,
You looked at things naively,
You saw the world with bright blinkers on.

1. Look now, those brooding clouds, they can't be described.
   I don't know if they're woolen or gray -
   But they are
   Something - watch out for falling tears, come what may.
   
   
2. Look now, that nighthawk as he wakes to his hour
   And leaps to heights in search of his prey.
   It might be
   You, and he dives through clouds of woolen or gray.
   

- Rodney Rawlings

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