Alan Watts Blues

Lyrics

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  
Well it won't be long before I get back here again.