[Verse 1] Sunday morning I awake with head aching from the night before Me and my niggas at the bowling alley tripping 'cause we all tore I reminisce
And I thought to close my mouth With a padlock on the night Leave the battlefield behind Stay out the fight Not lose my sight Now I only want to be With
For tomorrows unpaid fears - now I'm seeing future years It's not death - it's hell I fear - Yeah, but still I come and go What I pay to see the show
The Moon she is a pretty girl who lives up in the stars And that old cloud he's a great old man who loves her from afar He loves her from afar When Lady
I wish that I could float Float up from the ground I will never know What that's like You have a way about you I wish that I had Thought it was impossible
You ask me if I'm unhappy well no I'm not fine I ask you the same question and now it's trivia time Well I just turned in my players card girl so here
Your sat on your own, you hear the phone Your mother calls you, you make a deal You shake on it but you know it'll fall through At the scene you're nice
I'd catch some stars for you And just for you I'd paint the gray sky blue And just for you I'd catch some stars for you And just for you And I'd paint
I never did like that apartment, it was not a place I like to be In summertime the place was hot in wintertime, I'd sit around and freeze I never did
Verse 1 Well, they keep on taking my heart And they keep on taking my soul They keep taking an inch when I give them a mile And now it seems its been
In a violent place we can call our country Is a mixed up man and I guess that's me The sun's in the sky but the storm never seems to end It's a place
When you finish reading over this Trace over the words with a marker Then leave it outside when the weatherman advises you to The ink won't dissolve as
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Sitting up late at night in bed and I thank you All alone, wide awake, I don?t know what to do So I reach for the phone and there?s your voice coming
My brain is cloudy, my soul is upside down Yeah, my brain is cloudy, my soul is upside down When I get that low down feeling I know the blues must be
Cleare or cloudie sweet as April showring, Smooth or frowning so is hir face to mee, Pleasd or smiling like milde May all flowring, When skies blew
Cloudy morning, dark as night Tops of buildings, lost from sight Sign of spring was nowhere to be seen The trees in Central Park were anything but green
I found a lot in this life Never did I mention that it wasn't my intention To inhale/exhale The part of you That is... Take it or leave it Time repeats