Everything I Need
i'm certain left the station just when it was due
i must have read the morningpaper, going into town and having gotten through the editorial no doubt
i must have frowned
i must have made my desk around a quarter after nine
with letters to be read and heaps of paper waiting to be signed
i must have gone to lunch at half past twelve or so the usual place, the usual
bunch and still on top of this I'm pretty sure
it must have rained the day before you came
i must have lit my seventh cigarette at half past t
Grey Day
When I get home it's late at night,
I'm black and bloody from my life,
I haven't time to clean my hands,
Cuts will only sting me through my dreams.
It's well past midnight as I lie
In a semi-conscious state.
I dream of people fighting me
Without any reason I can see.
In the morning I awake,
My arms my legs my body aches,
The sky outside is wet and grey
So begins another weary day.
So begins another weary day.
After eating I go out,
People passing by me shout.
I can't stand this agony
Why don't they talk to me?
In the park I have to rest
I lie down and I do my best,
The rain is falling on my face
I wish I could sink without a trace.
In the morning I awake,
My arms my legs my body aches,
The sky outside is wet and grey,
So begins another weary day.
So begins another weary day.
In the park I have to rest
I lie down and I do my best,
The rain is falling on my face
I wish I could sink without a trace.
In the morning I awake,
My arms my legs my body aches,
The sky outside is wet and grey,
So begins another weary day.
So begins another weary day.