Ordinary people

He always starts his day In the same orderly way Morning breakfast with fresh business news Tea with cookies today he'll choose At dawn, she sits on her plastic chair again Worn down from generations before Cash register full of other people's money Reflects the sunlight across her tired eyes The eternal irony of ordinary people Swimming left and right between extremes When having all is not enough And having nothing is all that you have got The eternal irony of ordinary people Swimming left and right between extremes When having all is not enough And having nothing is all that you have got He has just been promoted he knows the deal It's all about the money he can smell their fear For just a moment she closes her eyes When beeping lasers start to fade away She sees a young girl playing again What went wrong things were so different then The eternal irony of ordinary people Swimming left and right between extremes When having all is not enough And having nothing is all that you have got The eternal irony of ordinary people Swimming left and right between extremes When having all is not enough And having nothing is all that you have got