Just another day at the office
I work in a bloody office
Daily nine to five
Sometimes I scratch my head and pinch myself
Just making sure I’m that I’m very much alive.
I’m not bored just seeming less with everything I do
And I do begin to wonder
Am I living life’s big dream?
Is this all there is?
And should I do something new?
These are not the only things that weigh heavy on my mind
But when I’m leaving work
I’m never feeling right I find
So tomorrow might begin a brand new day
In my office chair
And I sit beside the window and outward I always stare.
But when my skills shine on what I do
An inner glow alights
So the days I’m feeling low
Just thinking happy thoughts
Helps me sleep at nights