Fairweather Friend

Fairweather friend where has wind gone
I’ve been waiting for the sun to come out and play some more
But the stars are still out and the sky remains blue
Well, it seems nowadays a common theme at play is tear the children down and
leave them with bills
These walls are getting tall
And these words keep getting longer
But most of the piece of me, I am feeling smaller
Your fear, my pride
Rub together and the sparks fly high
You can find me in the middle that is what I’m headed for
Will my name always be there in the back of your head?
Will you mark all the pages of the books that you have read?
Your fear, my pride
Rub together and the sparks fly high
You can find me in the middle that is what I’m headed for
Screams and sound the same
Getting harder and harder to get away
From the voice that’s yelling inside my brain, «you're not good enough»
Where does mediation go
When the things you thought you know
When you’re far away, you’re all alone
And who the Hell knows where?
Your fear, my pride
Rub together and the sparks fly high
You can find me in the middle that is what I’m headed for
Your fear, my pride
Rub together and the sparks fly high
You can find me in the middle that is what I’m headed for