Easy Monday's on my mind
I feel a need to pass the time
Looking for an easy way out
Somehow I'm trapped like a mime.
Although I try to look up to my idol
It seems impossible to be just like
No empty bottle or a cigarette
Can fulfill my soul's gap.
City life's too fast for me
In nature, I could be free
No more watching at cruel life
Nature feels like weekend drive.
Slowly clock shows 3 p.m.
Finally, it's time to go home
When I drive under the train
I realize it was just a dream.
