It's bright by the morning, I'm reluctant to move
I'll stay longer, dreaming of times and of you
I'll get up and move, but like I always do
The bright hurts my eyes and it worsens my view
It's darker by midday, but not quite the night
I wonder by birds' sound and fear of the light
I dream whilst I'm walking, I wish, but not quite
My view is still foggy from the cut of the bright
The days pass and each one the same
Not even rose glasses remember my name
I'll drink up and pour out my thoughts til they drain
And wake up and go through the same thing again
Getting darker by noon, I won't go home I may,
Hoping I'll be dreaming, in darkness I'll lay
Say thank you to the bus man, and be on my way
And it's darker then by the end of the day
The days pass and each one is the same
Not even cold liquor remember my name
I'll drink up and pour out my thoughts til they drain
And wake up and go through the same thing again
The days pass and each one is the same
Not even my mother will remember my name
I'll drink up and pour out my thoughts till they drain
And wake up and go through the same thing again