Seven Nights

Seven Nights (C. Volk)Monday's coming like a jail on wheelsand I don't know how my life feelsI've been having these dreams again,and I think it's the same since I don't know whenWhen and if this feeling finds me there's always timeSunday is not like any day I know.Things just seem a little harder to do on a sunday.For the all night take it backanywhere I look it's black and rainingand it turns to me and i'll drink it down,i'll let it fall until the week begins again.I'll go for to reap these lies I sow.Are you crying for me now?Seven nights are all I know.Floating down someone's lost memorieshave they been to these places that i've seen,and if they're there would they stay and find my placein a worl where no one knows this face..