Prasoid

Seven in the morning, on a Monday
I've been up since Sunday Evening
Everybody's drinking caffeine
Reading papers, braving freeways
But I can't say the same for me
And everyone keeps hinting that I'm damned if I do change
I'll be washing windows for a living
Soon enough they say
For now that's good enough for me

I said, escape with me to places I've been
Inside my head
And we'll stray, well beyond the paths that they've laid
And find out way

I'll tell you how it happened just a year or so ago
She told me on a Sunday evening
I was up till Monday's dawn
It's never been the same for me
The catalyst is missing, this experiments a bust
And all the scientists are guessing
But their estimation's wrong
They'll never find a cure for me

I said, escape with me to places I've been
Inside my head
And we'll stray, well beyond the paths that they've laid
And with it erase our fondest memories
I can't remember the last time I felt like doing anything

Each day, every day yields the same result for me

I find the one who wants the same things I want
To clear a way for me
Who's not afraid to leave it all behind just once
And take a chance on me