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. Bridge. 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..