Restless Day

Each time I wake up Each time I say The shifting slow beginning Another restless day Doubt and indecision Push me on my way The shifting slow beginning Another restless day Supermarket Sunday Faces cold and grey No bread or milk or tea left No energy to play Fear is the jailer That locks my love away The boy on the checkout Says "Have a restless day" Who has the nerve To dream, create and kill? While it seems the whole moves Every part stands still So there's nothing, yes, there's nothing Everything makes me ill While it seems the whole moves Every part stands still Every part stands still Watching television in the afternoon Wasting my life away All they want to show me is What's under the clock today But even rats in a cage Are liable to stray