BECAUSE MONDAY IS SOMEONE ELSE’S DREAM

I’ve got to make this happen,
Because Monday is someone else’s dream;

Time’s running out, I can’t slack,
And the shining sun can’t wait forever;
They keep calling me back,
But I have taken a step too far;
I miss the flowers and the bees,
But what choice do they leave?

Really, what choice do they leave?
Because Monday is someone else’s dream;

A light bulb here, and a light bulb there,
But where are the switches?
Alice is tied in chains, she’s scared,
She can’t let go, she’s hitched;
Can I stop and help,
Or should I walk on;

Should I walk on?
Because Monday is someone else’s dream;

If I was Einstein,
And I knew the speed of light;
Would that lift the shades,
And help me see things in better light;
Would things make more sense,
And not make me miss things in plain sight;

If time was mine to keep,
And the world up my sleeve;
If I read the signs right,
Heard the voices right,
Would I be scared to go explore?
And leave the easy indoors;

Come over home,
I’ll make you some coffee;
It’s raining outside,
I’ll make you feel better.
Thanks a lot,
“Sorry but I gotta run.”

“Sorry but I gotta run.”
Because Monday is someone else’s dream;

Dylan was right,
The times sure are changing;
Who has the time?
We are all going opposite ways;
Chasing the eternal sunset,
Smiling the tears away;

That’s how it was,
That’s how it’ll be,
The schedules,
The time tables,
The morning alarm bells,
And the white sheets of paper.

Because Monday is someone else’s dream.

- Ateesh Kropha
  4th Year
  ECE