Spring Haze
Well I know it*s just a spring haze
But I don*t much like the look of it
And if omens are a god send like men breezing in
Certain these clouds go somewhere billowing outto
Somewhere in a single engine cessna you say we*ll never
Make it there all we do is circle it
Uh oh let go off on my way unseen this eternal wanting
Let go way to go so I get creamed
Waiting on Sunday to drown waiting on Sunday to drown
And I know it*s just a spring haze
But I don*t much like the look of it but all we do is
Circle it and I found out where my edge is ad it
Bleeds into where you resist and my only way out
Is to go so far in billowing out to somewhere
Billowing out luna riviera waiting on Sunday to land
Waiting on Sunday to drown why does it always end up
Like this waiting on Sunday so I get creamed
Waiting for Sunday to drown
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