"it's morning, baby."
with pink on her eyelids
waiting for the elevator
but the position of the sun tells otherwise
because as i was walking the sun blinded me
even georgio armani couldn't make a good enough shield
so surely the evening must be approaching
i've been up for 5 hours
but for once i could take out half of on
basking in the daylight
watching the clouds swim lazily across the sky
the leaves skittering across the pavement
as i sat on a sculpture
though the concrete made my rear a bit cold
the sun made my back warm
and i faced where the sunrise had been
so surely the evening must be approaching
but as i greeted her in this way
and i sipped her pepsi
she smiled and simply stated
waiting for the elevator
with pink on her eyelids
"its morning, baby."