Happy frappy

Not much of this makes sense to me The river leaves run cold and dry But it keeps me from swinging tree to tree And sometimes I?m too scared to even try Hashing through the possibilities They seem as endless as the sky You seek the truth and the quiet breeze But the air is too thin to reply Well I know that?s where I?ll never be Because I can see the summer?s done I try to let the river flow in and out of me And pray I float the way I think I want And pray I float at all Distant notions of subtle residue Cling to minds from our past Tell us what is what and who made who But time?s events move us too fast Simple sentiments whisked away by anxious steel wool Struggling to content ourselves with what we think best That what makes happy of which we seem never full Is actually more than plenty though it is already possessed Well I know that?s where I?ll never be Because I can see the summer?s done I try to let the river flow in and out of me And pray I float the way I think I want And pray I float at all Not much of this makes sense to me The river leaves run cold and dry But it keeps me from swinging tree to tree And sometimes I?m too scared to even try Utter confusion feigns clarity Scattered delusions excuses destiny It?s never exactly how it appears to be It?s too much for any of us who even try to see Well I know that?s where I?ll never be Because I can see the summer?s done I try to let the river flow in and out of me And pray I float the way I think I want And pray I float at all