Every day the same as the day before,
Plant my soul in the sand and nothing ever grows ,
Promised myself yesterday I would till up new rows,
Sit here and wither away for seven days more.
Company I keep is wrong,
Squander light until it's gone,
One more wasted day is done,
Nothing new under the sun.
Idle wheels rust out in a barren field,
I once cared for the land,
But that lost its appeal.
In sleep she carried me away,
I woke in a cold sweat alone,
I'd been walking in circles,
Through the dust that I've sewn.
Company I keep is wrong,
Squander light until it's gone,
One more wasted day is done,
Nothing new under the sun.
Company I keep is wrong,
Squander light until it's gone,
One more wasted day is done,
Nothing new under the sun.