Monday

Soul · 2026

Testo

Sunday afternoon, the clock ticks slow
Another espresso, I watch it go

The sun is beating down on this old street
I'm stuck here in this chair, I feel the heat
The people laugh and talk but I don't hear
'Cause Monday's breathing down my neck with fear

The weekend's just a ghost that fades to gray
Tomorrow brings the weight I can't escape
My thoughts are spinning round like roulette wheels
I'm numb but still I'm trying hard to feel

I'm waiting for the Monday blues to show
With all my baggage, all the things I know
The clock keeps ticking, time is on the run
But I'm still sitting here without my gun
I'm out of ammo, out of alibi
Just one more hour 'til I say goodbye
To Sunday's peace, to all this make-believe
Tomorrow eats the dreams I can't retrieve

The check is burning holes into my pocket
The time is ticking like a broken rocket
My friends are texting plans I won't attend
This couch is my confessional, my friend

The weekend's just a ghost that fades to gray
Tomorrow brings the weight I can't escape
My thoughts are spinning round like roulette wheels
I'm numb but still I'm trying hard to feel

They say "live for today", but today is gone
They say "don't worry", but worries turn me on
This cup is empty, my soul is drained
Tomorrow's knocking, and I'm unchained

I'm waiting for the Monday blues to show!
With all my baggage, all the things I know!
The clock keeps ticking, time is on the run!
But I'm still standing here, and I'm not done!
I've got my coffee, I've got my pride
The storm is coming, let it ride!
To Sunday's peace, goodbye, goodbye!
Tomorrow wins, but so do I!

Monday blues... Monday blues...
I'm waiting... I'm waiting...
Sunday afternoon... the clock ticks slow...