Old Song
It's the fourth time that you're waking up tonight
The stagnancy is chipping at your brain
Your thoughts meander 'round the bends
And scatter to their chilling ends of all your vague conclusions and dismay
Your fogging up the looking glass
The time behind you's all that's past
What's reflected will not show the proper way
Still you find it so ordinary
Exhausted of the same old day
Anxiety's my shepherd I shall not want on this I know my judgement hour
As these minutes pass I must confess this feralness has left me feeling oh so dour
The fifth time comes before you know as "Sunday Morning" bellows and melees
Still you jot down the cutest rhymes that dully hail these seconds of the day
It's been nothing but ordinary
Exhausted of the same old day
It's been nothing but ordinary
Exhausted of this abstract haze
It's been nothing but ordinary
Exhausted of the same old day
It's a mutual solitary
This life is gone but hasn't gone away
Time it is just lent to few
The guarantees are up to you
Face value sure is something
Pacing through your mindless stance
It's no surprise you feel you're left with nothing
But ain't nothing just freedom let go
Just a slipping chance to grow
You're nothing if not taking all your chances as these glimpses turn to glances
Oh baby in hindsight everyone's the fool
It's been nothing but ordinary
Exhausted of the same old day
It's been nothing but ordinary
Exhausted of this abstract haze
It's been nothing but ordinary
Exhausted of the same old day
It's a mutual solitary
This life is gone but hasn't gone away
The stagnancy is chipping at your brain
Your thoughts meander 'round the bends
And scatter to their chilling ends of all your vague conclusions and dismay
Your fogging up the looking glass
The time behind you's all that's past
What's reflected will not show the proper way
Still you find it so ordinary
Exhausted of the same old day
Anxiety's my shepherd I shall not want on this I know my judgement hour
As these minutes pass I must confess this feralness has left me feeling oh so dour
The fifth time comes before you know as "Sunday Morning" bellows and melees
Still you jot down the cutest rhymes that dully hail these seconds of the day
It's been nothing but ordinary
Exhausted of the same old day
It's been nothing but ordinary
Exhausted of this abstract haze
It's been nothing but ordinary
Exhausted of the same old day
It's a mutual solitary
This life is gone but hasn't gone away
Time it is just lent to few
The guarantees are up to you
Face value sure is something
Pacing through your mindless stance
It's no surprise you feel you're left with nothing
But ain't nothing just freedom let go
Just a slipping chance to grow
You're nothing if not taking all your chances as these glimpses turn to glances
Oh baby in hindsight everyone's the fool
It's been nothing but ordinary
Exhausted of the same old day
It's been nothing but ordinary
Exhausted of this abstract haze
It's been nothing but ordinary
Exhausted of the same old day
It's a mutual solitary
This life is gone but hasn't gone away
Credits
Writer(s): Kevin Pounds
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