Woke up in the Metric System
Ran in the place
But the pace feels different
Rain on my face
I can tell some's missing
Toe to the tarmac
Weight gets shifting
Less on my mind
More on my feet
Ain't felt this free
In a fair few weeks
Steps on steps till
My mind gets clear
The irony is she'd have loved it here
House of God as I enter
I lit a candle, late September
2.50 what I paid to the vendor
Bowing my head
And I spoke to the embers
I lit a light
Though we never met
You didn't know me
It could be for the best
Speaking a name
In the lightest breath
The world can't know
What's still on my
So I shift them thoughts
From the centre
Sipping on wine
Its late September
Red in the glass
Becoming agenda
Drink to forget
But I always remember
Always remember
Days of old
Next to you writing
Visions of Gold
The visions you saw
Were rapidly sold
Till all that I saw
Became visions of old
House 'n' a mortgage, 2, 3 kids
Wonder how you saw
The life that we'd live
Maybe I gave up
The bars 'n' the hooks
'N' fell in a life
Full of bars n hooks
I pick up the page
I'm reading
Mistakes in life
I relate to the feeling
Heartbreak, drugs
A powerful meeting
I try to stay clear
But it's hard in the evening
So it's back
To the tarmac, shifting
Ks on Ks lost
Track of the distance
Ran through the night
Till the moon went missing
Sun on horizon
Blue sky kissing
How do I measure success
Tracks and streams
And vinyls pressed
Stacks and stages
Singing to sets
Or the how many women
I've seen undressed
'Pends who you ask I guess
The longer you try for
The harder it gets
Still I pick a pen
And the thoughts I sketch
Been chatting to T cah
I ain't felt blessed
Said: Do it for love
Results come next
I need recognition
I'm one of the best
The lack of respect
Just leaves me stressed
I question my path
And the goals that I set
Yeah, yeah
Stare at my soul 'n' try to reflect
My heart feels heavy
It could be regret
Or the fact it's broke 'n' left in a mess
I wish I was sober
Nearly a year, it's late October
Time flies by and my name gets older
Your tears may fall
On another man's shoulder
I don't wanna know though
Just to be clear
If you moved on faster
I get the fear
You won't appear
And we won't repair
In a couple of years
And I feel it's hard to hear
So I don't ask questions
I'm back to guessing
Two, two step as my foot
Gets pressing and I
Woke up in the Metric System
Ran in the place
But the pace feels different
Rain on my face
I can tell some's missing
Toe to the tarmac
Weight gets shifting
Less on my mind
More on my feet
Ain't felt this free
In a fair few weeks
Steps on steps till
My mind gets clear
The irony is she'd
Have loved it here
Woke up in the Metric System
Ran in the place
But the pace feels different
Rain on my face
I can tell some's missing
Toe to the tarmac
Weight gets shifting
Less on my mind
More on my feet
Ain't felt this free
In a fair few weeks
Steps on steps till
My mind gets clear
The irony is she'd have loved it here
House of God as I enter
I lit a candle, late September
2.50 what I paid to the vendor
Bowing my head
And I spoke to the embers
I lit a light
Though we never met
You didn't know me
It could be for the best
Speaking a name
In the lightest breath
The world can't know
What's still on my
So I shift them thoughts
From the centre
Sipping on wine
Its late September
Red in the glass
Becoming agenda
Drink to forget
But I always remember
Always remember
Days of old
Next to you writing
Visions of Gold
The visions you saw
Were rapidly sold
Till all that I saw
Became visions of old
House 'n' a mortgage, 2, 3 kids
Wonder how you saw
The life that we'd live
Maybe I gave up
The bars 'n' the hooks
'N' fell in a life
Full of bars n hooks
I pick up the page
I'm reading
Mistakes in life
I relate to the feeling
Heartbreak, drugs
A powerful meeting
I try to stay clear
But it's hard in the evening
So it's back
To the tarmac, shifting
Ks on Ks lost
Track of the distance
Ran through the night
Till the moon went missing
Sun on horizon
Blue sky kissing
How do I measure success
Tracks and streams
And vinyls pressed
Stacks and stages
Singing to sets
Or the how many women
I've seen undressed
'Pends who you ask I guess
The longer you try for
The harder it gets
Still I pick a pen
And the thoughts I sketch
Been chatting to T cah
I ain't felt blessed
Said: Do it for love
Results come next
I need recognition
I'm one of the best
The lack of respect
Just leaves me stressed
I question my path
And the goals that I set
Yeah, yeah
Stare at my soul 'n' try to reflect
My heart feels heavy
It could be regret
Or the fact it's broke 'n' left in a mess
I wish I was sober
Nearly a year, it's late October
Time flies by and my name gets older
Your tears may fall
On another man's shoulder
I don't wanna know though
Just to be clear
If you moved on faster
I get the fear
You won't appear
And we won't repair
In a couple of years
And I feel it's hard to hear
So I don't ask questions
I'm back to guessing
Two, two step as my foot
Gets pressing and I
Woke up in the Metric System
Ran in the place
But the pace feels different
Rain on my face
I can tell some's missing
Toe to the tarmac
Weight gets shifting
Less on my mind
More on my feet
Ain't felt this free
In a fair few weeks
Steps on steps till
My mind gets clear
The irony is she'd
Have loved it here