TooTone

Monday morning, drizzle rain
Same old street, same old pain
Homeless outside with his radio
Says he’s got nowhere else to go
Can’t stop shaking, cough and sigh
Everyone’s early, don’t ask why
Paper says, “Change today!”
Fold it up, throw it away
Standing still but we’re feeling fine
Nobody knows what’s down the line
If it’s gone when we get inside
We’ll laugh it off and step aside
Man in a suit says “Shift your feet”
Lady swears she skipped a beat
Kid at the front is feeling brave
Thinks the world is his to save
Someone’s whistling out of key
That’s not right as it gets to me
Rain on collars, shoes stuck tight
But no one’s leaving—not tonight

Something’s coming, or so they say
Could be nothing, could be today
If the doors don’t open wide
We’ll just shuffle back and slide
Turn around and you’ll see the sign
Everyone wasting time in line
If this is how the day goes by
We’ll grin, standstill, and wonder why
There’s a queue!
Half past nine!
Rain or shine—we’ll toe that line