Friday Night Blues - Week Three - Day Five

Fridays....what can I say?
I actually wrote this friday in the early afternoon and not friday night. Nor am I blue. But it is friday, one out of three. That has to be worth something.

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Have a good weekend all

Friday Night Blues

Forty hours down
Another week in the life
Waiting around
Find a place I can hide
In a crowd

There’s a feeling around here
Like some mardi gras
As though Monday been canceled
One last hurrah
For the proud

I hear them all laughing
Clapping their hands
Friday won’t happen
If they don’t make plans
To go out

All of my days wouldn’t seem entwined
If you were around when I call
Everyone says it’s a frame of mind
But I don’t feel Friday at all

So I head to the bar
They’ve got TV and beer
Sure I’ve got that at home
But there’s more channels here
And a tap

The Bartender’s friendly
But leaves me alone
Filling my glass
While the regulars drone
About crap

The waitress counts tips
I can see her tattoo
I’d talk to her but
She reminds me of you
Makes me laugh

I wouldn’t be like a damn cliché
If you’d never left here at all
Everyone says it’s a matter of days
But I don’t feel Friday at all

How these nights used to be celebration
We were always so high
Now they shake me right to foundation
I just watch them fly by

All of my days wouldn’t seem entwined
If you were around when I call
Everyone says it’s a frame of mind
But I don’t feel Friday at all

Alone on the street corner
Watching my shoes
Never to far
From the Friday night blues
In the rain

RW