Above the Clouds Paul Weller

Autumn blew its leaves at me
Threatening winter as I walked
Summer always goes so quick
Barely stopping like my thoughts
Which dip and spin and change so fast
I have to wonder, Will I last?

Through the windows of the train
I caught reflections of a paper cup
Hanging small on a pale blue sky
Never knowing which way's up

Above the clouds
What's to be found
I have to wonder
Will I be around?

As my anger shouts
At my own self doubt
So a sadness creeps
Into my dreams
When you're scared of living
But afraid to die
I get scared of giving
And I must find the faith to beat it