Drone

DRONE I found myself today, staring against the wall Feeling like a wooden, man who cannot stand The suffering of a brand new day any more I lost my self control, Iv got to let it go from now on Why do I have to wait and see, when there's no choice,

We're shifting in to setting sight The transatlantic motion flight So much up here to pass by Are your ideas so hard to try Stormtime and other distraction Drink some gin, soak the action Drive all winter, listen to noise Lights behind, yellow noise

The Wheel Workers Drone (Verse) See something, from the corner of my eyes, And I don't know what's real, what I feel now or before, The circumstances changing, sometimes I can't tell what's coming down the road towards me, Will it be a friend or foe?