Weekend

Where I go on tomorrow no one knows

The mind is traveling and the body will follows

I forgive what's all around me

I forgive my arms are empty

This is only temporarily so

I could not wait to see her

I could not pass the time

Tried not to get my hopes up

Tried not to call it anything

But I knew from even there

Everyday I have sunshine, thrown into my eyes

Coming home on Monday

A return to structured time

Feels like I'm going the wrong way

Try to take the feeling with me

My head is full and my hands are empty

This is only temporary

Things that were once in great supply

I have to learn how to survive

Knowing what's all around me

Forgetting the things I've carried

But I know someday they'll find me

Snaking roads and their brake lights

Every morning it’s good bye

Half the time it's a half-life

Half the year we don't see daylight