Eyedea

On A Clear Day
[Hook](Clear) I can see for miles(Clear) I can be myself(Clear) I can sit in place(Clear) I'm not part of this race(Clear) I'm not in this alone(Clear) I got freedom to roam(Clear) I can sit in my place(Clear) I withdraw from the race[Verse 1]Excuse me, but there's so much here for you to touchAnd there's I can do to make you give a fuckSometimes everything ain't enoughWhen the eyes are tired from wearing the tyrant's handcuffsIf I was content I wouldn't need to stand upWhy am I living if I can't loveI want to scream at the top of my bleeding lungsNever meant to break your trustJust wanted to wake you upOnce before I left in this personal surface to clarityEither they're scared of me or laughing hystericallyI'm just a parody of something that apparentlyWas never properly prepared to bleedOh how do I wish that I'd never learned to cryWhen your only reply is waving your hands from side-to-sideLetras de cancionesI am lost cause I'm my own tour guideAnd if I ever talk to myself I'll probably tell liesSo for now I sit in this disfigured toadstoolShowing the face of a child that only smiles cause he's told toSometimes they look to me for the answers and I don't know what to doI'm usually just as confused as you[Hook](Clear) I can see for miles(Clear) I can be myself(Clear) I can sit in place(Clear) I'm not part of this race(Clear) I'm not in this alone(Clear) I got freedom to roam(Clear) I can sit in my place(Clear) I withdraw from the race[Verse 1]The chord sprung a leakThe mind was filled with cork crumbsCaressed my baby's cheek it died of boredomIt's not a clear day until the war is doneAnd I'm no longer haunted by the bullet holeI put in the head of a porcelain clown found porch bumReciting my spells biting the nail off my sore thumbLeaving for good I knew that when the door swungI don't believe that I could stay even if I wanted toMy brain ain't gray sky or water proofSo by tomorrow I'll be a robot againThe thought of the clouds coming in makes me cringeBut I've been in the storm, submerged in the distortionFor most of my days spent following this course inI'm learning to love the moment that's rollingInstead of openly viewing time as my opponentSo I'm always...Wait, wait, wait, wait!Here let me cut this shit manIt's a nice dayFuck sitting here and writingI'm going for a walk... From Letras Mania