The sun pays us all a visit in the pall
Taking turns the whole world around
The invasion of the clouds dissipates the crowds
The clock is the dominant sound
Found the notebook, lost the pen
Reread it over again
Some lines are bound to couple up
But my words for the page are locked in a cage
And my hands won't let go of my cup
Nature has a way
Abstract be it may
Of expressing her shine
These thoughts are not mine
Today's not the day
Not one thing to say
A write-off and that should be fine
The fading august green compliments the scene
Recycles the leaves on the ground
The spring ought to rush, its presence is lush
My patience is waiting around
The sun can rise and set
Clouds still pose a threat
Snowed in on the side of the road
Feet are cold on the floor
Lay in bed a little more
Talk about a humble abode
Nature has a way
Abstract be it may
Of expressing her shine
These thoughts are not mine
Today's not the day
Not one thing to say
A write-off and that should be fine
Taking it day by day
By day by day
By day by day by day by day
Taking it day by day
By day by day
By day