Picture of the Cloud

This is a picture of the cloud that I am in It's just a little fog Ash that won't settle From the nuclear bomb Nothing is wrong February's warmer than it's ever been It's just a little rain Flooded fields of dead nettle Blossoming plum Nothing is wrong I wanna befriend ghosts but not devils I wanna befriend ghosts but not devils In the hollow linger cold remains A haze of holy dust Dreams that have darkened When the shadows move on Nothing is wrong I wanna befriend ghosts but not devils I wanna befriend ghosts but not devils I wanna befriend ghosts but not devils I wanna befriend ghosts but not devils From the mountain we can look across To the other side Oh great malignant river Gentle your song Nothing is wrong I wanna befriend ghosts but not devils I wanna befriend ghosts but not devils I wanna befriend ghosts but not devils I wanna befriend ghosts but not devils Nothing is wrong, nothing is wrong From the nuclear bomb, nothing is wrong Nothing is wrong, nothing is wrong