Dan Webb Weathered Mind
I was in a very deep sleep last night
I woke up and I saw sunrise at night
Losing touch each day
A weathered mind is on display
Neglecting to stay
A lonely kinda holiday
They just wanted to leave me all alone
I’m running cross country when you are in a sphere
Isn’t it lovely the thought of next year?
They won’t wait for days
Steamrolling the haze
A weathered mind has been misplaced
Watch me dive into an open sea of bewilderment
Now nothing’s gone as far as to admit it’s content
Fall into a variable sleeping pattern
Once reality starts to blur
Labour in love with no intention
To seek what you adore
Lonely are the plains of mountain ranges
Banishing the matador
Meeting strangers with fraudulent papers
Sifting through the metaphors
