Feb 2022
Another day of good intentions
House is clean the bed is made
Nothing more that you could ask for
Nothing more for us to say
We don’t want to dig no deeper
The hole we’re in it fits just fine
And when we tire of all this company
just shovel dirt up to our eyes
I’m too tired to write a love song
All my love went out the door
But if you catch me in the right mood
you can sleep here on the floor
So let’s hear it for the weary ones
The stubborn ones who solider on
Raise a glass to your dark spirit
Think about the things we’ve lost
By the time you get it figured out
that I am everything you need
Your replacement will be waiting here
for you to clear an empty seat
I don’t mean to take an ugly tone
but you will hear this loud and clear
I’ve been waiting in this house alone
and you’re too busy to appear
So now I
Do the best with what I’m given
So now I
I love myself much more than you
So now I
Set my site on the next chapter
So now I
Set my heart on something new
Another day of good intentions
House is clean the bed is made
Nothing more that you could ask for
Nothing more for us to say
@feb21sundari Feb 2022
Great rock ballade, well done. It is the explanation of a failed relationship. I like the 4 lines of the chorus most. Verry brilliant, apt rendering of the quarrels over household matters