I’m on top of a mountain, away from the world
Flying high in the sky, what was straight is now curled
There’s a lot of people and noise around but I’m not here in the crowds
I got my feet on the ground but my head’s in the clouds
It’s better than living on the razor’s edge
Or hanging from a cliff or being perched on a ledge
It’s better than reaching the breaking point
Or flying off the handle or breaking a joint
Got my head in the clouds
Just like I should
Got my head in the clouds
And it feels so good
I’m so high up you can’t see me from the ground
I’m so high up and there isn’t a sound
If you call me, I won’t answer right away
If you ask me anything, I won’t know what to say
Everybody says that I look the part
Call my name and I’ll wake up with a start
Everybody says that I’m not all there
Well, I’m sure here but my mind’s out there somewhere
It could be cloud nine, seventeen, or thirty-two
It could be lonely paradise or seventh heaven too
Call me a space cadet or, if you want, an astronaut
But I’m at peace with myself lost in my own thought
Got my head in the clouds
Just like I should
Got my head in the clouds
And it feels so good
©2023 The Hesh Inc.
This is for everybody throughout my life whoever accused me of having my head in the clouds. Of course I have my head in the clouds, and I love it there. Better than dealing with all the bullshit that's down here. I wrote this in the mid-1980s, in the midst of my army service, where having one's head in the clouds is likely to lead to losing one's head altogether, not to mention causing others to lose theirs. So while I needed to maintain my presence in the here and now, I looked forward to times, off duty, when I could shut that off and head for the stratosphere. Never recorded or performed.
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