Couch - Saturday

Saturday
Rest can wait
I've got a list a million letters long
Nothing planned till I reach the end
No reward
I can't afford
To indulge in pleasures till this list is gone
Reverie won't get the best of me
And I try, I try, I try
But I just can't get it right
Am I the only one
Yeah I try, I try, I try
Yet the end is not in sight
In sight
What's it like
To close your eyes
Without time bombs ticking off inside your head
Lay me down
And I get stressed out
And I try, I try, I try
But I just can't get it right
Am I the only one
Yeah I try, I try, I try
Yet the end is not in sight
In sight
Every day goes by
And I find another line below
And I ask myself
Is this what it is to be full-grown
Measure life by lines
And you'll never find the time to go slow
In the afterlife, will I make some time
Will I learn to let it go
And I try, I try, I try
But I just can't get it right
Am I the only one
Yeah I try, I try, I try
Yet the end is not in sight
No it's not in sight
And I try, I try, I try
But I just can't get it right
Am I the only one
Yeah I try, I try, I try
Yet the end is not in sight
In sight

Written by:
Eric Tarlin, Tema Siegel, Zach Blankstein

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