Monday Afternoon

screaming in the basement,
now i'm staring at the moon
on the first day of the year
feeling antisocial on a monday afternoon,
get on the train and disappear
as my head starts to unwind,
there's a melody i find
and she sings
leave me like before we never cried about a thing
but now there's something in the way
fill me deep inside and help me wash away the pain
make the madness drift away

the candor of things we're saying,
of the words we always say
when we're on the way back home
weekends lead to wednesday
and i wish that i could stay,
but i'd only bring you down

As we arrive you read my mind
and the melody rewinds
and she sings
leave me like before we never cried about a thing
but now there's something in the way
i'm wishing for a wave to come and cover everything
take our bodies far away
you could always read my mind
you never tell me what you find