Weathering

I'm feeling like a sun on a seaside Ideas are waving along (?) my mind And feels like can't ever ride anymore Today I've got another date, with the pressure I'm looking for something and never surrender I just want to create, again I'm willing to pay for an idea But the pay just still remain empty Feeling this reborn into this boy Do you realize that I'm not unemployed Why if I have no words if I don't have a sign (?) If the aunt (?) came before the beginning