you stumble on your resources
time is for the mass
with a blistered mind and a natural flow
you can move like oil
spilled with precision
always aiming for your summer
always aiming for your sun
with your stitched chin up you rule your life
but sometimes your life
rules over you
engine's revving overtime
(aiming for your summer)
some good songs
something good to eat
something good to read
and a lot of sleep
that's what you need
lots of sleep
