Veda Hille The Same
Some days, I hear breath behind me
Some dreams, leave me no room
Sometimes, I wake up walking
Humming
A stranger’s tune
What is there to say
That is the same as yesterday?
Most people ask: “How are you?”
Most times, I can’t reply
Most words are insubstantial
When measured by the eye
What is there to say
That is the same as yesterday?
I’m a different person when I wake up
Not the same person if I wake up
I’m a different person as I go up
I’m a different person
With a head that won’t
Shut up!
Everything’s coming up roses
Every dog lives for today
Every cloud has some kind of line
Who am I to look the other way?
What is there to say?
What is there that is the same
I’m a different person when I wake up
Not the same person if I wake up
I’m a different person as I go up
A different person
And sometimes I wish I could just
Shut up!
Some days I hear breath behind me
Some dreams leave me no room
Sometimes I wake up walking
Humming a stranger’s tune
What is there to say?
What is there that is the same as yesterday?
What is there that is the same as yesterday?
