I Dreamt Blues - Vikesh Kapoor

I go to work in the morning

I go to work every day

Though the boss gave me a warning

I get run down by the foreman

I dream through my mornings

I dream through my days

You know i come home

By the sight of cigarette circles glowing

To go blind was fine when we were young

But now dear your disguise is falling

So i'm up again the next morning

And you and i we keep it that way

The dull in the television dream

Distracts me

After work what do i got left to believe

My soul's replaced by machines

I am static in the evening

And back at it by morning

No i don't catch the politics

The sport of the presidents

None of these days news do stick

I'll admit i'm apathetic

Does my word matter anyway

War or not work's enough each day

Well those days i spoke out my choice

Most days i try to avoid it

Now i can hardly hear that voice

It's driven outta me each day

I dreamt away my mornings

I dreamt away my days