Tuesdays...

[alasanon]

...sometimes want to sing Ophelia.

In hours that pass uncultured
we've sung our favorite songs
we've counted the words unnumbered
hid the things we knew all along
perhaps in hours weeping
somehow we'll try to pray
to the sound of a slow man keeping
the time he can't stand to pay

yes, i'm late, no i don't care, not today.