Have you noticed how fast the days pass
quickly moving from Monday to Friday,
while I'm still doing the breakfast dishes.
Then it's the weekend––two more days
that are too quickly over. Night falls,
morning follows and suddenly it's...
that are too quickly over. Night falls,
morning follows and suddenly it's...
Monday again. All the time, my life
is rushing quickly away from me.
There's no time for me to slow it down.
is rushing quickly away from me.
There's no time for me to slow it down.
Only depression can make it extend
into slowness and nothingness...so
I guess I'm happy that it's Saturday again.
into slowness and nothingness...so
I guess I'm happy that it's Saturday again.