Walk Away - The Box

Six oclock

On your feet

Your eyes sticky

Your face is a mess

Its a working day…

Red and white

Toothpaste

Down the bowl

Shower time

No hot water…

Breakfast

Hot coffee, oops!

In your eggs…

Never mind…

Down the stairs

In the street

Hey lady, guess what?

Youve missed your bus…

I caught myself dreaming of an open field

In October when the wind turns the sky to grey

I could stand still there in the middle of the hay

Could do nothing but to wish time would fade slowly here

Its a working day…

A rainy day…

Id walk, walk, walk away…

Its a mid-week day…

A working day…

Id walk, walk, walk away…

I caught myself dreaming of an open field

In October when the wind turns the sky to grey

I could stand still there in the middle of the hay

Could do nothing but to wish time would fade slowly here

Its a working day…

A rainy day…

Id walk, walk, walk away…

Its a working day…

A mid-week day…

Youre late!

And theres your boss…

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Typewriter

Modern world

Nine to five

Coffee again?

Oops!

In your papers!

Its a working day…

A rainy day…

Id walk, walk, walk away…

Its a mid-week day…

A working day…

Id walk, walk, walk away…

Oh!

Oh!

Larry Romance!

Movies tonight?

Oh no!

Oh no!

Five oclock!

Time is up!

Taxi cab

New York City!

Its a traffic jam!

Walk, walk, walk away…

Walk, walk, walk away…

I caught myself dreaming of an open field

In October when the wind turns the sky to grey

I could stand still there in the middle of the hay

Could do nothing but to wish time would fade slowly here

Its a working day…

A rainy day…

Id walk, walk, walk away…

Its a mid-week day…

A working day…

Id walk, walk, walk away…