Sitting in the same place
For hours on end
To get from point A to B
And to try and get home
I don't want to sit here
Going insane
I need to stimulate my brain
The never ending highway is numbing me
It's 2pm
But I'm counting the stars in the sky
I can't get any more satisfaction
In this uncomfortable seat
I've been here all morning, all day
All the songs on the radio
Are blurring into one
I keep saying we've already heard this one
It's 3pm
Somehow an hour passed,
A minute is a decade
And I have to spend millions of them sitting
Right now
I'm counting the stars in the sky
Yet again
I'm so bored
We're all so bored
I've created new ones for me to look at
And they're pretty vivid now
I'm worried that it's getting so slow
So few seconds difference
Each time frantically checking my watch
It's not over yet
Many miles to go
Yet it feels like we're driving backwards
I'm having to do it all over again
I can't take it
I can't take it
I wish these stars
These daytime stars
Would become shooting ones
And plummet me into hell
A very not boring place....
