Autumn's Treadmill

Light is fading It’s cold, abrasive Facing longer nights Green leaves mellow Brown and yellow Autumn has arrived Misty mornings Clock alarming Body sense awry Feel so jaded Last night’s raving Flashing through your mind Drink hot coffee Rush to catch the Seven thirty-five On the treadmill Routine, thankful Work keeps hope alive Simply crazy when, every now and then You want to bash your head against the wall No longer feeling worth it all Like you always thought you would You live the life you choose Or are you being used? Now faking it, doesn’t raise a hit You forfeit all or run with it Lucky to be paid And maybe later, dream of getting laid Light is fading It’s cold, abrasive Facing longer nights Green leaves mellow Brown and yellow Autumn has arrived