Clouhds

(into) All this running, with no destination Waiting on my arrival, In time you'll Understand many misunderstood places And those in less than modest situations (verse 1) Pleasantly plant seeds in the mind I'd Rather pursue fine women's hind sides I tried, but found it wasn't in my character Time spied, on my youth, and found the truth It couldn't find mine I'd be a liar if I told you I construed the best thoughts We sought the rest, to find a purpose and reason Somebody for the children to believe in Seeing the gleam, So innocent, serene Supreme, rulers of the temple Keep it sacred, hold true, and evidential Hold your breath, count back from ten, and let go Feel the anguish, plentiful ain't it? In pains me to know that we all have to take it Make it your own, Emotional prone Tug of war, all arise to this thought Game of thrones (hook) Back to the clouds, head at the tiles Smile, frequently. More recently now Head in the clouds, back to the blades Internal haze, ponder, maze Phases chasing, low pro spaces, pro-Bono All the rage lately, but not for the claustraphobes Not for the claustrophobes (verse 2) Close quarter combat, With gentleman's inner top hats As a matter of fact that's, Pretty witty for a pitiful pretty penny Asking for another bottle of Henny again? He must be another kind of alcoholic Almost all the time it's like one hundred proof, constant What can I say, honestly as I may Take me as I am, not who we thought I should be Comprehend the facts, and overestimation's where its at I did the math, and plotted it on a graph I'm always getting closer but never reach the end After every beat, I find a tempo and begin again (outro) All this running, with no destination Waiting on my arrival, In time you'll Understand many misunderstood places And those in less than modest situations