From the recording Experimental Matrix
© 2010 Steven Grigsby
Lyrics
Another Monday
It’s just another Monday
And I’m on my way to work
It’s still early in the morning
Traffic’s already gone berserk
Up above us in the sunlight flies an Eagle
Like an angel in the wind
Looking down on us commuters
I can swear I see him grin
And then I think about how much time we’ve spent
Pursuing other people’s dreams
As if their ambitions brought us happiness
In this forest of their schemes
I want to call you on my cellphone
And shout out loud “we could be free”
But I’m stuck outside of DC
With a million dreamers in this fantasy
But in the end, it’s a small circle of friends
That helps us wake up from this dream
I hope you’ll be there when the whistle blows
And from this madness take me in your wings