Sometimes singin"

Sometimes you'll see a song on your news feed , a song that belts out wit nowhere to go . I like to use my song app , to sing my heart away . Sometimes it's all foggy , sometimes wet as heck , sometimes its clear as a bell . You'll always hear the roar , just before I let go , the app catches up an the clocks ticking out . the map has come in view , the only thing to do is clear . The first words come out after a breath to steady nerves , the time has come , the click you hear , that light you see , the lane next door . The words now , come out at speeds that only measure in miles , forgetfully crowning totally flowing . Away wit words and wisdom thar;s a path to be found , soon the middle grove has sown . But hence the flow that started from my lips , could it be the same as the machine .Now its closer , the time has come . The words are spoken , the the song is done .Then all the while , the flow has stayied , black night had flown by .