Mist On A Monday Morning

I wake and yawn at the crack of dawn

With dewdrops on my feet

As i rise up to greet the morning

Nothing much to eat

Every breath i take seems to make my body ache

My only friend is mist on a monday morning



Pick up my sack and walk for miles

Never thinking why

To the brewer's yard where i can sit

And watch my life go by

Drink and drink all day till my memory melts away

I need a friend like mist on a monday morning



Where's my wife, has she gone

I hear misty morning call

One foot resting in the grave

Destined not to see her anymore



There's a den in the grass by the autopath

Of corrugated steel

I may be sleeping there tonight

And depending how i feel

Damp and dirty place

Printing sorrow on my face

With nothing but the mist on a monday morning



Chorus



From... i feel the sin

Like wheels upon my feet

Intoxicated by the night

I stumbled in the street

Every breath i take seems to make my body ache

And drift into the mist on a monday morning






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