Something New

Clear the table

Cut the grass

Doing all I can

Of the necessaries

Clean the attic

Stay afloat

Try as hard as I can

Not to fall off the boat

What can I do

What can I say

Hope that we find something new

Caught in the spin of

The games that we play

But maybe we find something new

Maybe

But we go on and

Make a scene

Doing all we can

Cos we're stuck in routine

Of side stepping

Your blind eye

And my head in the sand

As we give it one more try