(As appeared in CONFIDENTIAL #8, 2002/03)
When morning comes
We are still sleeping
We are still dreaming
We hear birds chirping
We just find them annoying
When morning comes
We all wake up rushing
We all busy preparing
We all going working
And cursing when driving
When morning comes
The party is ending
We are still smoking, drinking and vomiting
We are feeling a little pening
Then we never remember anything
When morning comes
We never watch sun rising
We never enjoy calm feeling
The trees and grass are worth looking
Inspirations to keep us thinking...
So when tomorrow morning comes
What will you be doing?
-keyos_CT-
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