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Sunday morning fog rolls in heavy weight
Stumbling through the kitchen same old fate
Mirror shows a stranger lines and time in place
Lost dreams echo in this vacant space
Clock keeps ticking future's fading fast
Once believed in heroes now that's past
Held onto illusions they're a shattered glass
Grasping at the shadows memories in mass
Days run by like rivers can't contain
Caught in tides of routine numbing pain
Voices in the head whisper in disdain
Middle-aged and helpless bound by chain
Workday drones on endless this old grind
Stuck beneath the surface no way to unwind
Dreams of yesterdays haunt the tired mind
Hands are tied by choices left behind
Looking for some answers in the endless grey
Hoping for some color in this bleak array
Sun might shine tomorrow or maybe fade away
Trapped in the cycle drowning in the spray
Days run by like rivers can't contain
Caught in tides of routine numbing pain
Voices in the head whisper in disdain
Middle-aged and helpless bound by chain