Sundays beat Saturdays

Oh, no

My sunset slips for later hours,

It seems like this forever sunlight stands for

An eternity of two days in one.

My heartache burns slightly when I

Think of you, mingling with this cool Sunday afternoon.

A clown all colored at the sky, as he mocks what's under the starlight

As a feeling of being plenty fills my lungs and,

I whisper sadly, even being the best day out

The best day to walk around

Like if I had a place to go...