Mundaneday

It's Monday and there's a turd in my coffee. Well, there may as well be, that's about how I feel coming to work today. And though my first instinct is to completely mail it in today and re-post a previous entry, my fear of Lieutenant A.P. of BlogForce nixes that idea. So, instead, I give you this, the lyrics to a song from a great band (and my current favorite) Flogging Molly. It's from their album (am I old for saying album instead of cd?) Swagger, entitled...

"The Worst Day Since Yesterday"

Well I know, I miss more than hit.

With a face that was launched to sink.

And I seldom feel the bright relief.

It's been the worst day since yesterday.

If there's one thing I have said

Is that the dreams I once had, now lay in bed.

As the four winds blow, my wits through the door.

It's been the worst day since yesterday.

Fallin' down to you sweet ground,

Where the flowers they bloom, it's there I'll be found.

Hurry back to me, my wild calling.

It's been the worst day since yesterday.

Though these wounds have seen no wars,

Except for the scar I have ignored,

And this endless crutch, well it's never enough.

It's been the worst day since yesterday.

Hell says "Hello!", well it's time I should go,

To pastures green, that I've yet to see.

Hurry back to me, my wild calling.

It's been the worst day since yesterday.