There's little to say at the end of the day

Except maybe, just maybe I might want to stay

On this blue little marble colored in blue

Which has over time become my favorite hue 

On which to paint myself still like the night

Opportunities and chances, oh how they bite

On the toes on my dreams so dull and so numb

I clutch at my hands, I bite on my thumb

Save me from this molasses life of mine

Where I may sit in cool peace

Divine are the days when I can touch the sun

Oh please, some one please don't let me become undone