Storm clouds in line
The feeling was fine
Too much time
Is the bottom line
The morning atmosphere
Makes me turn to steer
Down the street
Where you make ends meet
It's the strangest thing
How things are unseen
It might come around
But first it must be found
Don't let yourself slip
It's a long trip
You didn't know the rule?
Don't be a fool
Put on the mask
Please don't ask
It's the only way
To avoid the fray