That penny, and that dime
Have monopolized my time.
Food for thought
Is this all I have sought?
Yesterday is gone
Today is winding down
Tomorrow I'm a refugee, of all that I dream.
Only to punch that clock, like a tired less mime.
I only have time for working
That penny, and that dime
Have monopolized my time.
Stuck like quicksand
Across the land
I doubt the risk
I fear the doubt
Food for thought
Is this all I have sought?
I want to leap
Take that step of faith
For all the glory is only mine to keep
But, I only have time for working
That penny, and that dime
Have monopolized my time
For another week
I'll earn my keep
Will this be all I will seek?
