Young Dreams - Fog Of War lyrics

I am all that I am I never tried to be a more And yet tis seems too much for me Too fun, too high, too soon It's just not my day, I'd rather take freedom, than smoking arenas Off the big track is where I am Waiting for my own Athena The crowd is mine, in cry, in blood, and sad Waiting for my own Athena The crowd is mine, in cry, in blood, and sad Waiting for my own Athena This is just what it is It's what I call the fog of war There's nothing here that's clear to me This place is not, not you It's just not my day I'd rather take freedom, than smoking arenas Off the beating track is where I am Waiting for my own Athena The crowd is high in blood, and crying sad Off the beating track is where I am Waiting for my own Athena The crowd is high in blood, and crying sad (people were staring) Something's not very Looking at what I have just left behind Those were the things that would cloud up my life I can' go back, but I just can't survive Need someone to take me to ṗlaces where … Athena, Athena take me there Waiting for my own Athena Waiting for my own Athena Waiting for my own Athena Waiting for my own Athena Off the beating track is where I am Waiting for my own Athena The crowd is high in blood, and crying sad Off the beating track is where I am Waiting for my own Athena The crowd is high in blood, and crying sad Waiting for my own Athena