Lyrics The Best Time - Cloud Cult

The Best Time

It’s a perfect day to remind myself to feel
I’m always busy pushing rocks uphill
With a pillow case over my head
I couldn’t see that this might be the best time of my life
I try to cover up my mental health
But the truth is, I’m not well
Round and round, here I go again
I couldn’t see that this might be the best time of my life
And I never meant to take you for granted
Habit is the enemy of presence
But the days, they all just started getting blurry on me
It’s a perfect day to get out of my head
Finally be okay with where I am
All I want is to be a better man
But I got mind that’s putting me through hell
I’m a wooden pony on a carousel
Round and round, here I go again
It’s a perfect day to finally break the spell
Get me off this carousel
I need help to be a better man
I need to beat it cuz this might be the best time of my life
I need to see it like this might be the best time of my life