[00:12.53]Looking at the world around,
[00:15.21]For the very first time.
[00:18.40]Never seen it all before,
[00:21.38]Hope it's not all mine.
[00:24.27]On Monday morning all alone,
[00:27.20]I woke within my house of stone.
[00:30.38]I ventured forth unto the day,
[00:33.27]These things I saw upon my way.
[00:36.40]Trees and flowers were wrapped around,
[00:39.24]With people's castoffs on the ground.
[00:42.42]Roads and noise of glass and steel,
[00:45.55]And people snared within the wheel.
[00:48.49]Tuesday looked into the sky,
[00:51.48]Where birds in peace were left to fly.
[00:54.561]Thunder rolled and lightning flashed,
[00:57.565]I watched the world as people dashed.
[01:00.574]Friday's sadness began to creep,
[01:03.572]Upon me like the deepest sleep.
[01:06.580]It seemed that only I could see,
[01:10.24]Just what my world would finally be.
[01:13.08]On Sunday back inside my room,
[01:16.21]I draw the blinds, 'tis afternoon.
[01:19.16]I let my mind find its own ways,
[01:22.29]Farewell to future days.