Cold Freight - No Mono

As I lay in a state by the garden

I was keeping a hand on my beer

I stole a sip to let loose my designs

So I was free, I was free

Oh, I feed this state when I’m wide out

Just to keep on the path of your love

I was stalled in fate, no ideas running wild

But honestly, honestly

I’m ready for it

I’ve got my teeth set

And I’m ready for it

No lessened ideas

And I’m ready for it

Unless I don’t get there

I stay the course, so I can say what I feel

I drift through the layers of my sandwich

I float through words

Can I get to a state, for a final escape?

So forlorn, I get it

There are days when my dinner don’t feed me

There are streets that don’t take me somewhere

But I’m stalled in fate, no ideas running wild

But honestly, honestly