Just one more thin mint.

Seems my chair doesn't seem to care
if I spend too much time in my underwear
If I waste all my time, if I grow more hair
to a chair it's never too late.

Seems my TV won't look back at me,
If i curse its wrongs, for lying blatantly
To think i gave it so much company
TV's don't care about fate.

Hiding from tomorrow
as told by my past
trying to find the middle
for the last

I wake up to what forever
has written in my dreams
and try not to see,
what any of it means.

It's a real test of wills, not to spill coffee
when it's filled to the Topsy, looking for it's turvey
I think it's plain to see, I need caffeine free
I need to drink green tea.

I guess things get bent, and pick up a new dent
when not used for the makers best intent
I can't eat one more thin mint,
But I guess that's enough about me.

Hiding from tomorrow
as told by my past
trying to find the middle for the last

I wake up to what forever
has written in my dreams
and try not to see what any of it means.

I pour myself some coffee
and sit down in my chair
and surf and surf for some good TV.