Sitting by the bedroom window

looking at a slideshow on a Sunday but it’s Monday

well how would I know I’d be looking out the same old window

years later on a Monday thinking something would come from doing the same thing 



Bout time to give up on the same old stuff I’m stuck on

just say that it went wrong and move it along

sayonara till tomorrow it’s just how it goes sometimes. 



You gotta keep on climbing the hill

cuz if you think you’ll make it you will

go swimming quick like a fish and every wish will be fulfilled

strike up and start the parade

cutting down the weeds keep slinging the blade 

when they fire that warning shot

you’ll have a spot made in the shade



Standing at a side street station

feeling like a one way on the down low

flying solo till further delay

easy blame it on procrastination 

always hoping somehow that the nonsense this time will make sense

stuck in circles

faces in the sunshine they never look at mine

people just walk by and keep their eyes low 

sayonara till tomorrow

that’s how it goes sometimes