9 to 5

Clocked in time

A path made outs' due

Reflecting on the events

Puts life into another point of view

And anytime I justify

Everytime I look right through

It's always driving the line

As a mind slowly grows aware

Compelled to describe it all

But I cannot transcribe the wall

Even the best around us complicated is a simple state

Why can't it be this way

And anytime I justify

Everytime I look right through

It's always driving the line

As a mind slowly grows aware

Even when I believe there's something to outweigh

There I go wastin the day

Bested by myself feelin restless

Pushin through I could not do the honest effort

Outlook drys as fail once again, maybe tomorrow

So keepin at the dream, I continue to press on

They say practice makes perfect but what about

Figuring out when it's good enough

Measurements that which can not be done

Difficult not to be overwhelmed

Breaking it down makes it rational

They say the climb is only half way

The other side I guess will be some sort of another mystery

When it's all broken down it's easier to see

Cause I can't wait to fight another one

Everytime I look right through

It seems like everybody loves to take

Breaks and wait for fun