It's just another day gone by
But somehow it's became a week
That week crept in to another month
With no sign of the exit we seek

It's just another month that's gone
But the last two now make it three
A quarter of the year has passed
No way out yet can we see

It's just another news review
Of how the world is on the move
But here we are stuck in this rut
Pretending it's just a shallow groove

It's just as if we're under house arrest
Except it's us that control the locks
Endless complaints about living like this
But it's far better than dead in a box