Cloudy or Clear Songtext

Oh I hope those days of trouble
have gone and left me far behind
For the future is in the footsteps
of the young, impressionable minds
Make way, for I'm running out of time

They rally and they ride
through the towns that pass them by
the future, it seems to hide
amongst the many, it won't show

You can hear it in their talks,
See the stumble in their walks,
the future, all just thoughts
They don't grasp, they don't know

Oh I hope those days of trouble
have gone and left me far behind
For the future is in the footsteps
of the young, impressionable minds Make way, for I'm running out of time

I see everything
through the filter of a lens
the future, it depends
on whether it's cloudy or it's clear