United States Of Mind - AFFINITY

The raindrops feel like liquid diamonds, falling from a cloud

Who has a silver lining made by passing time

And I’ve not just had a smoke, I’ve not been struck by lightning stroke

I’ll let it thunder, let it whistle

Let it blow like hell, I’m not really caring

And my state of mind needs no repairing

Yesterday was painted grey and I’ve found out no reliable way

Of knowing what tomorrow’s colours might say

While heads around me turn and twist at situations that don’t exist

I’ll let it thunder, let it whistle

Let it blow like hell, I’m not really minding

And my state of mind needs no defining

I’m wandering through a fairy story, lost in love and seeking glory

Listening to the music, children smile

While others with more complex claims, protect themselves against the rain

I’ll let it thunder, let it whistle

Let it blow like hell, I’m not really bothered

And my state of mind has finally been discovered

I’ll let it thunder, let it whistle

Let it blow like hell, I’m not really bothered

And my state of mind has finally been discovered