Clouds Over Correll By Thomasina Kundalini

Clouds Over Correll
6/21/98 Summer Solstice

Driving back to what was home
There's a part of me not too well shown
and something in me could have known
there'd be clouds over Correll.
They're waiting there for me, i swear.
I wonder if i put them there
but thinking more i left them there
These clouds over Correll.

It should be sun, i then am thinking

and a heavy feeling soon is sinking

as my consciousness begins a linking

to the clouds over Correll.
Looming there, just taunting me
and in my mind i search to see
whatever might the reason be
for clouds over Correll.
Instantly it all gets dark.
Apparently i've hit the mark
"My Past" i'm saying as i park
'neath clouds over Correll.

I wish to blow them all away.

I look up to the sky and say

and with my breath i try to sway

the clouds over Correll.

Clouds over Correll.

I mean really man, what the hell?

and there's the key! It was my hell

and this is my chance to dispel

these clouds over Correll.

I spend the night just reminiscing
looking for the piece that's missing
Knowing it takes more than wishing
These clouds will go away

I find myself with Brother Kevin
Talking through our lives and heaven
and the hell it was for me by seven.
These clouds will go away.

We share so much we never knew

and in his heart he saw the truth.

If he shed light for me, he knew

these clouds will go away.
Our patterns soon seemed like a mirror
as our past was drawing nearer.
It suddenly was getting clearer
these clouds will go away.
Finally we had the breakthrough
and he said that "I'm just like you."
Then in our soul of souls we knew
these clouds will go away.

It doesn't matter what he did,
our father, dearest, now is dead
and "we can let it go" i said
and these clouds will go away.

We laughed, we cried, we reacquainted.
We gathered up the feeling tainted
tossed them out and then repainted
the skies over Correll.

That morning's sun was new to me.
A blue so clear that i could see
the stars beyond what seemed to be
the skies over Correll.

As if there were no sky at all.

The world was just a great big ball

and i could really have it all.

The skies over Correll.

The air was clean, the breeze was sweet.
The ground was music to my feet.
I knew that i had finally beat
the skies over Correll.

Then i left them there.
I left the air.
I left my hate.
I left my cares
and everything i wouldn't dare
leave when i was living there.
I never dreamt i'd want to share
the beauty of Correll.

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