another week is over
another weekend is here

i know it will fly past
i wont get anywhere

now that the party is over
now that the battles are fought and lost

i need some time
to sit and think

but though i sit for hours alone,
in some forgotten corner of my mind ...

the thoughts wont form
my minds a swirling sea of madness

i meet old friends, i spin old tales
nobody sees, whats inside of me

nobosy sees beyond the skies that shine blue
theeres a storm, theres rain, theres you