Cloud House

I want to bury myself,
In a little Cloud House.
I can shake the floor around,
and make rain fall and drip.

I want to live ,
in a little Cloud House.
I can sleep in a puffy cluster,
and nap beside the moon.

I want to grow up,
in a little Cloud House.
I can learn about the sky,
and see how planes fly.

But I can't die,
in a little Cloud House,
for clouds are in the sky,
mother said that's where I'll go,
When I pass on,I'm in the sky,the atmosphere.

So as why I want to be,
in a little cloud house.
I won't be a burden,
I am in the air,where mother said I'd be.
I cannot die,I'm already dead.

Because,
In a little Cloud House,
I'll spend my days with angels,
as I never have to be afraid,
of being scared to death,
because in this little Cloud House...
I'm where my mother said I'd be