Wednesday, September 9, 2009

While the fire alarm rings...

I'm skipping work today
I don't feel good, I don't feel wanted there
I know I'm not lazy
I just can't present myself that I'm valuable
I don't recall having been so evil
I did my best, I'm sorry it was just meager
Now it's a true blue Friday noon
And I'm still not awake
Now it's a true blue Friday noon
And I'm still not awake
I just embrace the afternoon
And I can only wait
I broke the trust, that's nothing anyway
I doomed myself to rot on this rotten bed
I close my eyes and I dream of things
That are far from what is now
I don't recall having been so evil
I did my best, I'm sorry it was just meager
True blue Friday noon
And I'm still not awake
Oh, it's a true blue Friday noon
And I'm still not awake
Oh, it's a true blue Friday noon
And I'm still not awake
I just embrace the afternoon
And I can only wait
--Friday Noon, Ciudad

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