Sitting by the bedroom window. Looking at a slideshow on a Sunday but it? s Monday. Well how would I know I? d be looking out the same old window. Years later on a Monday thinking something would come from doing the same thing. Bout time to give up on the same old stuff I? m stuck on. Just say that it went wrong and move it along. Sayonara till tomorrow it? s just how it goes sometimes. You gotta keep on climbing the hill. Cuz if you think you? ll make it you will. Go swimming quick like a fish and every wish will be fulfilled. Strike up and start the parade. Cutting down the weeds keep slinging the blade. When they fire that warning shot. You? ll have a spot made in the shade. Standing at a side street station. Feeling like a one way on the down low. Flying solo till further delay. Easy blame it on procrastination. Always hoping somehow that the nonsense this time will make sense. Stuck in circles. Faces in the sunshine they never look at mine. People just walk by and keep their eyes low. Sayonara till tomorrow. That? s how it goes sometimes