My days are so repetitive
That I can sing them like a song
I long for anything to break
This melancholic monotony
Maybe for something surreal
Like twin albino lacrosse players
Attacking my car at a stoplight
Anything to add a new verse
To this tedious song
I wonder how your life song is
Because you're too far away to hold
Sometimes I swear I hear you singing
But it's just the wind
But I know that we're singing
In the same key
We always do