Sadness and joy throughout my day
When im resting somewhere
And forget my name
Its only monday
I Can’t feel any joy
And summer’s gone.
Bills are coming my way
At least i have a pay
Im waiting for something
To wake me up and say
Words which blossom,
Like trees planted yesterday
The bus is on the way
I’m Daydreaming again
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