Alan Watts Blues — текст песни (Van Morrison)

Well Im taking some time with my quiet friend

Well Im takin some time on my own.

Well Im makin some plans for my getaway

Therell be blue skies shining up above

When Im cloud hidden

Cloud hidden

Whereabouts unknown



Well Ive got to get out of the rat-race now

Im tired of the ways of mice and men

And the empires all turning into rust again.

Out of everything nothing remains the same

Thats why Im cloud hidden

Cloud hidden

Whereabouts unknown



Bridge

Sittin up on the mountain-top in my solitude

Where the morning fog comes rollin in

Just might do me some good.



Well Im waiting in the clearing with my motor on

Well its time to get back to the town again

Where the air is sweet and fresh in the countryside

Well it wont be long before I get back here again.