Bài hát Alan Watts Blues Báo Lỗi

Well, I'm taking some time with my quiet friend

Well, I'm takin' some time on my own

Well, I'm makin' some plans for my getaway

There'll be blue skies shining up above

When I'm cloud hidden, cloud hidden, whereabouts unknown


Well, I've got to get out of the rat race now

I'm tired of the ways of mice and men

And the empires all turning into rust again

Out of everything, nothing remains the same

That's why I'm cloud hidden, cloud hidden, whereabouts unknown

Sittin' up on the mountain top in my solitude

Where the morning fog comes rollin' in

Just might do me some good


Well, I'm waiting in the clearing with my motor on

Well, it's time to get back to the town again

Where the air is sweet and fresh in the countryside