A day like no other


A day like the other
You wake up in pain.
It’s Friday, it’s morning
It’s work come again.

It’s sunny, it’s empty
You’re late for you work
The routine is draining
Becoming a blur

The breakfast, the tea
The morning commute
It’s all well too known
The same ol’, same ol’ route

And yet, it is Friday
It’s freezing but bright
You have a good feeling
And a weekend in sight

You don’t have a penny
But got all that love
It’s Friday, it’s morning
It’s shining above