I am lying in my bed
Watching spider eat the fly
I say :”How is that it’s breakfast TV for you”
A little later I’m sitting by the window looking out
The red army is really blowing up the street
I’m too stale to eat breakfast
So I smell my fingertips
A cup of coffee won’t do for me
How days creep by in the greying sky
How days creep by and they never even try
How days creep by in the greying sky
How days creep by
Guess it’s time for a walk
Just to read some license plates
What is autumn doing creeping up in me
Going on the tube to scream when the train arrives
Rubbing cress on my skin, God it smells so nice
All the same I think I’ll go on rolling up the hill
If I’m lucky you won’t see me
How days creep by in the greying sky
How days creep by come and ask me why
How days creep by in the greying sky
How days creep by
Did you know that tuna fish
Float up to the surface
Belly to the moonlight just to cool their heart down
‘Cause it helps them just to think about the hurtful things
I guess it’s just one way to get them some sedation
How days creep by – In the greying sky
How days creep by – And we’ll definitely die
How days creep by – In the greying sky
How days creep by
How days creep by – And we’ll definitely die
How days creep by come and ask me why
How days creep by
How days creep by
How days creep by
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