On A Clear Day - Oliver Hart

Excuse me, but there’s so much here for you to touch

And there’s nothing I can do to make you give a fuck

Sometimes everything ain’t enough

When the eyes retire from wearing desire’s handcuffs

If I was content sitting I wouldn’t need to stand up

Why am I living if I can’t love?

I want to scream at the top of my bleeding lungs

Never meant to break your trust

Just wanted to wake you up

Once before I left in this personal search for clarity

Either they’re scared of me or laughing hysterically

I’m just a parody of something that apparently

Was never properly prepared to bleed

Oh how do I wish that I’d never learned to cry

When your only reply is waving your hands from side-to-side

I am lost cause I’m my own tour guide

And if I ever talk to myself I’ll probably tell lies

So for now I sit in this disfigured toadstool

Showing the face of a child that only smiles cause he’s told to

Sometimes they look to me for the answers and I don’t know what to do

I’m usually just as confused as you

(On a clear day) I can see for miles

(On a clear day) I can be myself

(On a clear day) I can sit in place

(On a clear day) I’m not part of this race

(On a clear day) I’m not in this alone

(On a clear day) I got freedom to roam

(On a clear day) I can sit in my place

(On a clear day) I withdraw from the race

The chord sprung a leak

The mind was filled with cork crumbs

Charisma bit its cheek and died of boredom

It’s not a clear day until the war is done

And I’m no longer haunted by the bullet hole

I put in the head of a porcelain clown found porch bum

Reciting my spells biting the nail off my sore thumb

Leaving for good I knew that when the door swung

I don’t believe that I could stay even if I wanted to

My brain ain’t gray sky or water proof

So by tomorrow I’ll be a robot again

The thought of the clouds coming in makes me cringe

But I’ve been in the storm, submerged in the distortion

For most of my days spent following this course and

I’m learning to love the moment that’s rolling

Instead of openly viewing time as my opponent

So I’m always…

Wait, wait, wait, wait!

Here let me cut this shit man

It’s a nice day

Fuck sitting here and writing

I’m going for a walk…