Kicking back on Sunday night, I crack open a beer
A lacklustre day in every way, the kind of day I fear
Woke up late after a marathon sleep
No reason to get up, no plans to keep.
Rising to the occasion all the same
As if taking part in a nondescript game
If I stay in bed I lose
So up & out of it eventually I choose.
The day is dull & uneventful
And my lazy mood is anything but helpful
Another swig of Bangin’ IPA 🍺
To hopefully banish my blues away…
Faith In The Ripple Effect 