downpour

A new day dawns with something wrong

Take the sheets from your bed and throw them down

Put a smile on your face and walk outside

Mingle with the rush and ruin and awful stench

Get your aching limbs to moving upon the floor

At the end of the day - when all your friends are gone

To shake away the endless gloom of feast and famine

To live your life upon a loop and not feel panic

I don't want to talk about it no more

Would you believe in something outside yourself?