Friday Escape from This Journey by Rezeki Muzik

The rays of the afternoon
They say it will be over soon
For everything, everything must pass
Even this

Time flies by as he speaks
Day five of the working week
And everyone, yeah everyone is tired
Even he

And all you people you have got your place
Well it’s not a competition, it’s a race
The winners, they are winners
And the losers try again
As he’s cruising, bruising
The world’s so confusing
But he’s fine

The breeze of the evening sun
Release for the final run
The words are there, the words are there
He has to care, still has to care
For one more hour of his precious time
The time so close to the finish line
Just one more click, just one more send
And he’s so close to the end
Just one more thing he has to say
Until he can call it a day

And the more he reads the less he understands
But the end is drawing near it’s right at hand
And the losers, they’re all losers!
And the winners win again, oh
As he’s sailing, wailing
The world’s derailing
But he’s fine

All time is dear, the gate is clear
What does he hear, what does he hear?
It’s cheering, inside his head it’s cheering.
He’s heading out, he has no doubt
He’s got it all worked out
Let’s beering, everybody let’s beering

He’d love to stick around but hey
Things they’re not about to change
Erratic, and he’s pragmatic
He’s leaving all of us behind
In a moment he’ll unwind
Ecstatic, and while we’re static

He feels good

The speed, the hair, the wind, the air
The sense of being just anywhere
Delighted, and excited
And in the lightness of the now
He knows the where, he knows the how
He’s knighted, invited

To the feast to celebrate
End of the beast, end of all hate
He’s serious, absolutely serious
A better day a better night
Dance away, go for a ride
Delirious, no it’s not devious, no

Friday’s good

• Bass VI
• Experimental
• kaval
• noise
• post-rock
• Oita