Monday follows Sunday

like Night follows day and have ye yer pomes ready/ Well? Wrote mine today( used to copy my homework from Mark on the bus) skooldaze the best days of your life if they're right they must be wrong.Calculus arythmatic biological cleansing physics the rules of the dominant the fitter class the parameters set to suit please stay awake at the back your drinking days are ahead of you product of your upbringing you soft melted clay see how we mould you into a broken pot fire you in the highest temperatures where even the golden lotus may for sure be planted but watch it wither watch it die far from your back door the perception of your reality a mist in yours lost in their eyes this programme does not compute lungs lunge out of synch with heart all the pips in the grapes are gone spat out onto barren soil seedless progress redress the balance bring all to mind the years gone by seem waste of breath a waste of breath the years to come dead heroes know no freedom the pain increased by each year away from the heart of belonging a knife would pluck it out the splinters hard to tell from the planks so why try to tell change the gear root and branch reform the right to say no the right to deny the questions put so far out of place interplanetary travel the loss of reason horizons shine the meltdown the final kick the ballroom of last chance romance is dead lose it once lost it twice the same old mistakes Russian roulette lost the retail space to french baguette no regrets my friends the freedom train leaves from platform 9 midnite rendezvous be there.