Chris Bergson Band and Chris Bergson - Float Your Mind

Woke up this mornin', head all cloudy
Two cups of coffee and I can't think straight
Streets full of people hustlin' for money
Two cups of coffee and I'm already late

Makin' my way out in the morning
Garbage trucks clankin' along with their stink
Mornings ain't pretty, here in the city
Too hot to hustle and too early to think

CHORUS:
Life seems simpler in bed
Sleepy, idle dreaming
I'll give you a place to lay your head
Just float your mind
back to better times

Weavin' past folks, sleepin' on the corner
Got detained by the mayor of my block
Come with me, son, I'm gonna give you a pulpit
Rum on his breath would make your eyes smart

Oh no sir, got no time for preachin',
I'm runnin' late and fallin' behind
But I'll catch you back here, tomorrow morning, runnin' your numbers,
keepin' commerce alive

Written by:
CHRIS BERGSON, KATHERINE AMY ROSS

Publisher:
Lyrics © WONDERLOUS MUSIC, Songtrust Ave

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