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The Mop On The Top Of The Shelf

I wake up late,
I go to work late,
do my things late,
i'm always late,
living in a rush,
I can't find the time,
life has been a crush
of what I have inside.

I can't believe I let
it happen to myself:
all the dreams I forget
on the top of the shelf.

I walk down fast,
I skip the test,
I try my best,
and I can't rest.
Time is always short
to do all I have in mind,
no matter my effort,
I leave something behind.

I can't believe I let
it happen to myself:
all the dreams I forget
on the top of the shelf.

I pay my bills,
I take my pills,
I improve my skills
to reach my wills,
though it never works,
I can't help this fate,
this emptiness that hurts,
all I get is late.


(Júlio B.)
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