Fair Weather Friends - Frankie Paul

I don’t find you curious or alarmed

I don’t think you would call me if you were lost

I am not really standing in a row

I keep searching

And I think you would go and have some more

Maybe you are just better off alone

I don’t really want to steal your hours

So I keep searching

So you would rather take your chance of being scattered

You would like to be yourself -- self --maze- it suits you well

You got to be, got to be

But don’t know where

See you tied now -- if you

Climbing there up high

And you don’t look back and hide

If you learned all your surroundings

Then I bet that you are gone

I don’t really know where you going, isolated

Finally I am here and you got me

Then you fade away

You like that momentary density of neurons

You like to lose your temper, it fits you well

Former vision of this world dissolves in the air

Throw yourself into wild dance fever