where’s that simple day?

Tired of the tyrants who only think they’re all business.
Pissed with their patience, they constantly agree.
‘yes sir, yes sir, three hundred bags full.’
It’s easier to say yes than to say no to a fool.

Where’s that thought, that thought uncomplicated things?
Where’s that peace of mind, that peace that made it easy?
Where’s that simple day, that simply made it nice to be in.
Where did it go? where did it go? where did it go?

Leave me to love, Imogen Heap

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