My Moods

You wake to find out, you've arrived Here in another day Birds are singing, sun is warm Lie still and think away The world was old before the day You first opened your eyes Someday leaves will float down to your grave From autumn skies When you finally figure How things work and who you are The world spins you around again An out-of-control car Things they change, then change again The changes ever faster Is it no big deal or does it signal a disaster? A billion people added to the earth from year to year The laugh they love they cry they run they steal they disappear Your iPhone 25 will be outdated in a week Stop talking of the good old days, you're sounding like a freak On-line shopping With an app Streaming Netflix Google map Rent is rising One-touch pay Go fund me 401 K Kylie Kendall Khloe Kim Viral Tik Tok Bitcoin Sim Vaccine rate West is burning Red state, blue state Remote learning Newsfeed headlines Hurt my head People born and People dead Oceans rising Cancelled flights Glaciers melting Walmart fights Supreme Court lawless CBD Music flawless NFT Talking heads I block my ears Nightly dread Free Britany Spears I woke up in the night and saw The outdoor light was on Seven deer came down the street and Walked across my lawn We cut down their trees so we could Build all of these houses Now they wander ghost-like While we sleep beside our spouses Instagram, tinder Facebook is lame Hybrid-working Internet fame Saw a doctor There's no tumor Forgot the password Ok, boomer Search for meaning World spins faster Analog digital Virtual raster Recycle compost Sustainable gluten Stalin to Gorbachev Lenin to Putin Doctor listens To my heart One click to pay It's in your cart Zero interest Increase the dose I'm on my way I'll text when I'm close Johnny Depp Amber Heard That's the news? So absurd Slide your card What's your cell? Another shooting Bloody hell What to do and where to go? How can anybody know? The news would have us think That pain and trouble fill each day What I notice when I walk feels nothing like they say Mostly I see good things, Mostly people treat me well The natural feels mystical, A wizard's magic spell Why not get up and start the day? There is no better choice Until we're gone the choir should Include our special voice Twenty years from now we'll wish we could relive today So try to see the colors Not the black the white and grey