Monday's Fácil - Summer Salt

Morning, caught one hour of sleep

Sun shade brings me down to my knees

Well I’ve nowhere to be

Was let go, now I’m free

It’s 'bout time

Monday’s Fácil into the week

Orange juice, I lick it off of my cheek

Well I’ve no gift to bring

But I’ll be caroling

Door to door

No well for wishing will help me now

But I find

I’ve been alive

Nearly half the time

Sunflower rising up through the weeds

Long shaped like cricket hand on the key

Crouched, about to leave

I grab a grain of wheat for my smile

Monday’s Fácil into the week

Star-crossed, now maybe I’ve been naive

Well I’m prepared to stay

That I can’t bear to stay anymore

No well for wishing will help me now

But I find

I’ve been alive

Nearly half the time

I must stand alone

I’m going to keep my own

No well for wishing will help me now

But I find

I’ve been alive

Nearly half the time

Barely on the ride

Way to go

Where I speed, I rile the leaves