Morning Routine

[Verse 1]

Alarm at six-thirty, same as yesterday

Coffee black and bitter, wash the dreams away

Mirror shows a stranger wearing my old face

Another soldier ready for the rat race

Shower, shave, and dress up in my uniform disguise

Polish up the mask I wear behind these weary eyes

Train at seven-forty, packed with hollow men

All of us pretending we'll be free again

[Chorus]

It's just another morning routine

Living life on automatic

Same old dance, same old scene

Nothing real, just systematic

We're machines that dream

[Verse 2]

Office tower rising like a concrete prayer

Elevator lifting us to processed air

Fluorescent gods are humming overhead

While we trade our hours for our daily bread

Email, meeting, deadline, lunch at half-past twelve

Store our beating hearts upon the corporate shelf

Five o'clock release us to the evening news

Where they sell us products and political blues

[Chorus]

It's just another morning routine

Living life on automatic

Same old dance, same old scene

Nothing real, just systematic

We're machines that dream

[Bridge]

Do you remember what you dreamed last night?

Before the alarm stole your flight

Do you remember who you used to be?

Before they taught you not to see

[Final Verse]

Sunday papers promise that we're living well

While the wheel keeps turning and we're under its spell

Monday's just around the corner, waiting by the door

To lead us through the routine just like all the days before

[Outro - Repeated, fading]

It's just another morning routine...

We're machines that dream...