"Is there anything left? Maybe steak and eggs. Waking up to washing up, Making up your bed. Lazy days, my razor blade Could use a better edge. It's enough to make you laugh Relax in a nice cool bath. Inspiration for navigation Of our new found craft. I know you, and you know me, Its always half and half... And we were oh oh, so you know Not the kind to dawdle, Will the things we wrote today Sound as good tomorrow? Will we still be writing? In approaching years Stifling yawns on Sundays As the weekends disappear. We could stretch our legs if we'd half a mind But dont disturb us if you hear us trying To instigate the structure of another line or two. Cause writin's lightin' up, And I like life enough; to see it through."