| Song | Clouds |
| Artist | Quasi |
| Album | R&B Transmogrification |
| Molecules dissipate, | |
| Disperse & recoagulate. | |
| Breathing in & out, | |
| There is nothing more. | |
| I am mist, you are steam | |
| We are clouds. | |
| We are drifting away. | |
| In one of many heavens | |
| Blue light prevails | |
| We dream perfect music, | |
| We hang from our tails. | |
| In one of many hells | |
| We sharpen up our horns | |
| Plotting our revenge while | |
| Waiting to be born. | |
| Particles of light & particles of matter | |
| Come together for an instant, then scatter |