I’ll Be Gone

It’s got me thinking,
listening’ to my breathin’,
studying the white sky.
I keep runnin',
running like a thief.
I don’t know why.

It touches me,
like a song,
and tomorrow
I’ll be movin’ on.
I’m here now.
but tomorrow,
I’ll be gone.

It’s got me standin’,
listenin’ to the rain,
holdin’ out my hands.
I get this feelin’.
I’m far away and
I d…