I'll spend this day in reverie, I wont focus on anything,
I dont have to, I dont feel the need
Look at the others with contempt or is it envy?
I'll stand in your room and all I can make out are the corners
Its enough to let me know where I stand
its the barest minimum to function
but I'll be good, I promise to do better
Some things are forgotten, other things matter
Something else is always proving far too strong
I guess Ive been a window gazer all along
See the sparrows fly in low
There was a place you said you would take us,
Can we go please?
Spent the day in societys refinery, unable to focus on anything
Theres too much here, too many people,
only way out lies through a major arterial
You remember when we talked about our beloved escape,
a place without all the shuffle and scrape and lack of philanthropy
To where theres more trees than cars
and leaves have been dried out by the sun
I'll spend this day in a reverie, I wont focus on anything,
I dont have to, I dont feel the need
This is the closest that I'll come to relief
But I'll be good I promise to do better
Some things are forgotten, other things matter
Something else is always proving far too strong
I guess I'll remain a window gazer from now on