What a Fine Day

It feels like today is falling into place when I determine your face It is bright… A touch of light is shone as glorious as the sun Then I slip on my own face What a fine day I’m not ashamed to say it It’s a perfect occasion to say it I can’t believe it’s happening so abruptly, intruding a long, fatigued day I’m just rolling along Beside the ocean Behind the mountains Lift up my lowly spirits Laughing maniacally like a freaky clown This fine day… Soon withers away with murky clouds turning my smile into a frown singing tenderly a most calming rhythm sending dismay in my urbanized bones Hiking…climbing on vast mountains caught in the tone of my withering voice and it’s about time I rejoice better than earning a fortune the way I sing that tune will flip the day like a dime revolving the night to day echoing the same tune like a lullaby The time is coming soon What a fine day I’m not ashamed to say it It’s a perfect occasion to say it I can’t believe it’s happening, but I must roam home and sparkle my duty and fulfill My fine day no more dismay