Monday Through Friday

The sky is all but melting

As light breaks free from prison

Reflecting fractions distort

Like they're bending through a prism

I am staring at a mirror

It's a window to a man

That I don't think I really know,

But try to understand

Somewhere back behind him

A voice whispers "Remember"

And fear grips cold, like raindrops

Falling down in mid-December

But it's summer where I'm standing

Hearts are light though air is not

There's a weight to the humidity

Pressing down as it gets hot

Now I look out of my window

As the morning passes by

The trees all seem to mock me

While the clouds all start to cry

Somewhere in the distance

A voice whispers "Forget"

And for the life of me

I don't know what it meant

The sun is at it's highest point

Polar opposite of me

I am only half of

What this day demands of me

A puncher's chance this could be beautiful

Smallest hope or largest dare?

No matter who we try to fool

We are the ones who are still there

Somewhere deep inside me

A voice screams "Run and hide!"

I say I will, but then I don't

I think it knows I lied

Disappearing out of sight

The way that I should go

Do all the things I'm sure are right

Limit what I know?

I made it out alive and well

Running for my life

The hands now slice the clock in two

Cut my day with a knife

Standing right in front of me

A voice say "Welcome home"

And I know where I'm at is

Better than where I am from