Eureka

Hello, Hello, can you hear me?

Are your skies clear and sunny down there?

Even in this rain the breath of the breeze is reaching me here

Here on this phone

A quarter a day room for me

And as things stay the same

I'm quickly running out of change

You're thinking on your feet

While you're sitting there on your ass

Fresh crease in your shirts

No stain of sweat on your back

There's no need

There's an employee

To make up for all of your slack

A seed don't make a tree

Without a servant who waters the grass