Alan Watts Blues - Van Morrison 
    Well I'm taking some time with my quiet friend

    Well I'm takin' some time on my own.
    Well I'm makin' some plans for my getaway
    There'll be blue skies shining up above
    When I'm cloud hidden
    Cloud hidden
    Whereabouts unknown

     Well I've got to get out of the rat-race now
    I'm tired of the ways of mice and men
    And the empires all turning into rust again.
    Out of everything nothing remains the same
    That's why I'm cloud hidden
    Cloud hidden
    Whereabouts unknown

    Sittin' up on the mountain-top in my solitude
    Where the morning fog comes rollin' in
    Just might do me some good.

     Well I'm waiting in the clearing with my motor on
    Well it's time to get back to the town again
    Where the air is sweet and fresh in the countryside
    Well it won't be long before I get back here again.


    Marco Giunco
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