Monday Eyes

Monday eyes Dreaming of much brighter skies I'm 29 and feeling old Another year As hard as every cold grey morning I was told these streets would be paved with gold I'm a smart girl, and I haven't stopped in my whole life There's a thousand paths to the success that I crave I could catch my breath, I'd finally be happy And I'd know how to be brave. Monday eyes Resist the urge to speak in sighs I've forgotten how not to be a black knot I'm sat inside the shadow of a great fig tree It frightens me, watching each one fall and rot They say if it's meant to be then you'll know it, then you'll know But I don't know anything anymore So show me, where should I go? The seasons change But each feels darker than the last I turn away, I can't be weak I dry my eyes, put another pair of painful shoes on And I walk, and with every step I long for sleep With every step I long for sleep With every step I long for sleep With every step I long for sleep With every step I long for sleep