Life is boring
Look out the window every morning
See the same old thing.
Gotta travel.
There’s so much to unravel,
So many songs to sing.
Commotion of highways and trains
Today it’s sunshine
Tomorrow it rains
Got some yesterday blues
Hotels, stations,
Someone becomes a domestic sensation
Gets in the news.
Walking in the park
Dry inside look good on the outside
Am I covered with road dust yet
Go to a bookstore look at the shelves
My book hasn’t been published yet,
Gotta start writing.
Buy a note-book and a pen,
Look around for a trace of some sense
Get a cup of coffee
In a cozy coffee shop
Where I’ve never been before
Looking at the street outside
Drinking in the morning.
Where to next, I don’t really care,
That’s where I belong for now,
Taking out my book and pen I write,
“Life is boring”.
(2004-2005)
Life Is Boring
© Copyright: Ива Смеющаяся, 2014
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