Woorden: Bread. Anthology. Dismal Day.

I look into my morning mirror
And it reveals some things to me that I had not been able to see
I saw someone that I'm not sure I want to be
An empty lonely face was starin' back at me

All and all, I would have to say, hey
It's been a rather dismal day, hey

The afternoon was slow in coming
I drove myself outside the place the people that I knew would be there, there
And though they walked along pretending not to care
I knew behind my back they'd point and laugh and stare

All and all, I would have to say, hey
It's been a rather dismal day, hey

And now the evening shadow's falling
I guess it's best I lay my hopes to rest for no one's calling my name, name
I sit and wait behind a door that's never knocked on
I live in silence like my phone that's never talked on

All and all, I would have to say, hey
It's been a rather dismal day, hey

All and all, I would have to say, hey
It's been a rather dismal day, hey
Hey hey hey hey hey

All and all, I would have to say, hey
It's been a rather dismal day, hey
Hey, hey