We all wake up; We all look much older; We all battle to find motivation- To roll out of bed; We all lack the inspiration- To find inner peace- And let our souls play.
Wake up, world stop spinning; Look out, it’s a terrible morning; Wake up to a duller day. Wake up, world stop living; Look out at the terrible morning; Wake up to a duller way.
No blue birds to be seen; No black birds to be heard; The silence is deafening; The darkness is overpowering; It’s time for me to move- But all my nerves shudder and refuse to work.
Wake up, world stop spinning; Look out, it’s a terrible morning; Wake up to a duller day. Wake up, world stop living; Look out at the terrible morning; Wake up to a duller way.
We all get up eventually; We all see ourselves stumble and fall; We all see each other hit the wall; Laughter turned into misery; Fingers crossed that this time we’re right; It’s time to change…
It doesn't seem to matter where we are, misery is misery, wether it's in South Africa or the United States of America. I guess I always thought people were happier south of the equator, I think they might be, there is more oceans.
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