With a gray existance. It doesn't feel like saturday. Unfinished business. We used to talk. Lately it's been. Reminiscent of me. Reminiscent of me. Even open hands. My questions dear. Touch my hand. It's ok. Cause it's all I have. This persistance. And it keeps the sad. Days away. Reminiscent of me. Reminiscent of me. You make it easy. To stay at home. Don't you know. It's so easy. To stay at home. Don't you know