Blue Eyed Soul Pt. 7

we spend all our weekdays apart

except for when we're sleeping

such a horrible design

but we're locked in until we meet the weekend

and we're still sleeping

but it's no walk in the park

and i'm stumbling in the dark

late at night i get so hungry

or maybe i'm just bored

well it's probably both

so i'll have another drink to fill my stomach

and trick my head

but it's never quite enough

and i'm skinny like a dog

it's a cruel cruel game

and i'd rather not play

if we're going by the old man's rules

but i will take my turn

and have a little fun

before the bitter ending comes

of course i'd like to take a picture

from the top of the eiffel tower

or just lay down quietly

in a field of flowers

it's the fashion and technology

that send me with a shiver

but it's the wine soaked melodies

of tragic history singers

who know...

that i'm an old soul

i'm an old old soul

i'm just another blue eyed soul