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Excuses
It’s the cobwebs in the corner
It’s the dirt still on my boots
It’s the way the floorboards squeak when underneath
It’s the light that’s been burnt out for far too long
It’s how they’re just excuses for me.
It’s a wake up calling early
It’s the sunshine on the leaves
It’s the twitter of the birds
It’s the buzzing of the bees
When I’m late for being early
When I’m awake just to sleep
When I’m tired of excuses
But more keep coming up to me
Its how my voice is silence
But I really want to scream.
It’s the jokes I wish were funny
It’s the wind blowing in my hair
It’s everything and nothing at all
It’s the revving of an engine when I’ve no car to spare
And I admit, yeah, I just feel alone.
It’s the cobwebs in the corner
It’s the dirt still on my boots
It’s the candle in the fire hearth
It’s how I’m finally done though the battle’s just begun
It’s a white flag for excuses; now put me to some use!
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