My Work Day

I sit around, I stare in space
I take a break, a torrid pace
Back to work, I rub my eyes
A workaholic in disguise
Discipline’s my middle name
Time to take a nap again
Maybe one more cup of tea
«All My Children"is on TV
I’m thinking, I’m thinking
I’m thinking, I’m thinking
I’m thinking what I might want to say
Welcome to my work day
Back to work, my daily grind
Tripping through a cluttered mind
Pet the cat, clean the fridge
How to write a perfect bridge
I’m thinking, I’m thinking
I’m thinking, I’m thinking
I’m thinking what I might want to say
Welcome to my work day
Time to use a different chord
Better not go overboard
Keep it simple, tight and terse
Find my way back to the verse
There’s the phone, not now, I’m blazing
Brand new trails of navel-gazing
Hemingway was so inspiring
Long time thinking, short time writing
I’m thinking, I’m thinking
I’m thinking, I’m thinking
I’m thinking what I might want to say
Welcome to my work day