Saturday
Rest can wait
I got a list a million letters long
Nothing planned till i reach the end
No reward
I can’t afford
To indulge in pleasures till this list is gone
Reverie won’t get the best of me
And i try, i try, i try
But i just can’t get it right
Am i the only one?
Yeah i try, i try, i try oh
Yet the end is not in sight
In sight
What’s it like
To close your eyes
Without time bombs ticking off inside your head?
Lay me down–and i get stressed out
And i try, i try, i try
But i just can’t get it right
Am i the only one?
Yeah i try, i try, i try oh
Yet the end is not in sight
In sight
Every day goes by
And i find another line below
And i ask myself
Is this what it is to be full-grown?
Measure life by lines
And you’ll never find the time to go slow
In the afterlife, will i make some time?
Will i learn to let it go?
And i try, i try, i try
But i just can’t get it right
Am i the only one?
Yeah i try, i try, i try oh
Yet the end is not in sight
No it’s not in sight
And i try, i try, i try
But i just can’t get it right
Am i the only one?
Oh no no no
Yeah i try, i try, i try oh
Yet the end is not in sight
In sight
Oh no no no
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