Looking at the world around
For the very first time
Never seen it all before
Hope it's not all mine On Monday morning all alone
I woke within my house of stone
I ventured forth unto the day
These things I saw upon my way Trees and flowers were wrapped around
With people's castoffs on the ground
Roads and noise of gla** and steel
And people snared within the wheel Tuesday looked into the sky
Where birds in peace were left to fly
Thunder rolled and lightning flashed
I watched the world as people dashed Friday's sadness began to creep
Upon me like the deepest sleep
It seemed that only I could see
Just what my world would finally be On Sunday back inside my room
I draw the blinds, 'tis afternoon
I let my mind find its own ways
Farewell to future days