Empress Eyes - 9-5

Seeing myself in strangers faces
Walking down the street
Our eyes meet only for a moment
Into the ground we see

But I'm still chasing visions of
The vivid underground
Something creeps through the silence
What do we make of it now?

Every smile is slightly crooked
Few and far apart
Stuck in the nine to five routine
They say "We must all do
Our part"

But I'm not one
For second chances
Why should I waste my time?
Running through days
Of empty reason
Only hoping for a sign

Written by:
Clare Crumback

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