It's another day,
Another day of waking up too early.
One more day, just one more day,
A chant said everyday,
By too many tired people.
Then there's the final day,
The last day and no one cares.
Work is tossed aside and there is excitement in the air,
A new day is what tomorrow will be.
But then it's over too fast,
And the world goes from fast forward to slow motion.
The week begins again, and it's just a five day cycle
Until it's Saturday again.
