Day as a day
Same as yesterday
The yesterday's passer-by
Is crossing a way, again.
The traffic light winked
I will accelerate - green.
Day as a day
With the routine same, again
I should run away to nowhere
I would smudge a picture
And wash the day, away,
But I can feel intrigue by my brain
Day as a day, flies away,
So the story without end ... again