Clowd

(Verse 1) She’s a cloud in a teacup, floating through the day, An enigma wrapped in moonlight, in a lazy ballet. A whisper in the thunder, a shadow in the light, Adoring the nothingness, her eternal delight. (Chorus) She’s the echo of silence, a riddle in the wind, The calm in the chaos, where dreams begin. In the tapestry of stillness, she finds her sway, The girl who does nothing, in a most curious way. (Verse 2) Like a feather on the water, drifting without care, A riddle wrapped in starlight, she’s always elsewhere. A pause between heartbeats, a secret in the rain, Finding joy in the quiet, her own refrain. (Bridge) She’s a leaf in the twilight, falling slow and free, An illusion in the daylight, a mystery to see. A paradox in stillness, the calm in the storm, In her world of nothing, she’s always reborn. (Chorus) She’s the echo of silence, a riddle in the wind, The calm in the chaos, where dreams begin. In the tapestry of stillness, she finds her sway, The girl who does nothing, in a most curious way. (Outro) A symphony of nothing, in the quiet she’ll stay, Lost in her own rhythm, drifting away.