Above The Clouds — Paul Weller

Autumn blew its leaves at me,

Threatening winter as I walked.

Summer always goes so quick, barely stopping like my thoughts.

Which dip and spin and change so fast

I have to wonder - will I last.

Through the windows of the train,

I caught reflections of a paper cup,

Hanging small in a pale blue sky,

Never knowing which ways up.

Above the clouds, whats to be found,

I have to wonder - will I be around.

As my anger shouts - at my own self doubt,

So a madness creeps - into my dreams

When youre scared of living - but afraid to die

I get scared of giving - and I must find the faith to beat it

I must be me thats rushing by,

Time just lingers on the wind.

Bristlin through my open fears,

I wonder what its going to bring.

Above the clouds, whats to be found,

I have to wonder - will I be around.

Run and hide, run and hide

I catch the sail at evenings tide.