Nothing made sense today
I cranked it up and speed away
And found a quick ticket out
All steady wonders rain can do
Perfect day made black at noon
Can t turn you clueless without time piece

Somewhere, there are people typing
That should be living
There are those answering phones
That should be answering to no one
There are people pushing buttons
That should be pushing boundaries
There are ones holding signs
That should be getting over it

So it rained again today
I pulled the shade and slept away
Had a dream I was a butcher
Studied the rigors of my job
Beneath the muscle and the blood

Somewhere, there are people typing
That should be living
There are those answering phones
That should be answering to no one
There are people pushing buttons
That should be pushing boundaries
There are ones holding signs
That should be letting go of it