7052 Days

My routine's melatonin

My day's a tint of gray

I've got my life in boring order

I've been settling on who to blame

As the sun is painting the trees in Golden

Yellow lingers 'cross the pines

As he will leave me in the darkness

And punch out for the night, oh

And tonight, I'm just as tired as him

Its like I gotta be on all the time

Maybe it's the world that's shining for me

Maybe I'm robbing myself blind

But I can just know

If he can make it 'til the morning, and back to the show

Then he can woo us all to ashes through his prime

Oh