Young Dreams - Fog Of War Lyrics
I am all that I amI never tried to be a moreAnd yet tis seems too much for meToo fun, too high, too soonIt’s just not my day, I’d rather take freedom, than smoking arenasOff the big track is where I amWaiting for my own AthenaThe crowd is mine, in cry, in blood, and sadWaiting for my own AthenaThe crowd is mine, in cry, in blood, and sadWaiting for my own AthenaThis is just what it isIt’s what I call the fog of warThere’s nothing here that’s clear to meThis place is not, not youIt’s just not my day,I’d rather take freedom, than smoking arenasOff the beating track is where I amWaiting for my own AthenaThe crowd is high in blood, and crying sadOff the beating track is where I amWaiting for my own AthenaThe crowd is high in blood, and crying sad(people were staring)Something’s not veryLooking at what I have just left behind,those were the things that would cloud up my lifeI can’ go back, but I just can’t surviveNeed someone to take me to ?laces where …Athena, Athena take me thereWaiting for my own AthenaWaiting for my own AthenaWaiting for my own AthenaWaiting for my own AthenaOff the beating track is where I amWaiting for my own AthenaThe crowd is high in blood, and crying sadOff the beating track is where I amWaiting for my own AthenaThe crowd is high in blood, and crying sadWaiting for my own Athena
