Every day's the same, it's just more of the same 
Up at dawn, sunlight dim, looking through the cracks in the curtains 
And then piling up deep and high 
93 million miles back to the sun 
Close your eyes, it'll go away

Sleep is better, nothing you have to do 
Drift with the flow where you will

Minding our own business while the weather does whatever it wants to outside 
Stare at wooden windows while the world wanders by and we wonder why

Everything's the same, it's just more of the same 
Telling ourselves stories that don't ever change

Let's all disappear, vanish from memory 
Far away from here