Tuesday seems far away
Like tomorrows yesterday
Today seems only forgotten
Blasting toward a future unknown
Will hopes up high
Drowning in the sea of inspiration
But coming up for air
Days at a time
With the minutes blurring together
Years seems like months
Weeks become hours
Toward the end
We strive for fear
Disillusions
Down for the count
But yet not out
Tuesday seems far away
But the past is unclear
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