There is not much to talk about at eight o'clock
People discussing what will they eat
At cofee time
People discussing where will they be
The time they die
And i
Thinking about where will i be --
Besides right here
Looks like there's much to talk about at eight o'clock
They seem to have a lot of stuff to blabber of
Before noon
They seem to need to know what they will say
And agree
But i
Am thinking of something good --
To not take part
They can talk
They can wake
They can eat
They can sleep
They can die
They can laugh
They can read
They can smile
They can think about
What will they do
At eight o'clock
Life seems too long to think about at eight o'clock
Going insane about the time
And what to do
People will smile and hide
The rest of day from you
But i
Am thinking of something new
To make it trough
The clock will laugh out loud until the day is done
Time will divide in two
The lonely and the gray
And when it becomes blue
Is gone the time to stay
And i
Am starting to find it fun
And good to play
