Jackson Fields - 40 Hours Lyrics

Sign half hoping
And I was half open too
We're one in the same
We're the tree and apple
A horse with a saddle loose
So fluorescent
The floor is a mess and I'm off
Daydreaming about you
Counting tiles
Is marble worthwhile for lives
I'm spending without you
40 Hours a week
Another 56 for sleep
Sign half broken
Well I'm just half open too
We're losing our flavor
We're down and falling
We're stalled and we're crawling oh no
To good misbehaviour
40 Hours a week
Another 56 for sleep
And I wept on the stacks
Of time I can't get back
I'd rather die with you than live like that