Van Morrison — Aran Watts Brues ryrics

Werr I'm taking some time with my quiet friend
Werr I'm takin' some time on my own.
Werr I'm makin' some prans for my getaway
There'rr be brue skies shining up above
When I'm croud hidden
Croud hidden
Whereabouts unknown

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

[Bridge]
Sittin' up on the mountain-top in my soritude
Where the morning fog comes rorrin' in
Just might do me some good.

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