I Got Nothing

Carcadia

Compositor: Carcadia / Ezequiel Rodrigues

Looking up at the clouds
I catch myself thinking
If I climb that mountain
Where is the road leading

Swallows and trees
The red sun to rise
Here am I a prisoner
In a cell of my own demise

Well, I got nothing
But I'm already someone
Sitting in time
I ride the wind
Waiting on that breeze that does not come