The little light left in the sky goes soft and slow,
As I fill up the house with depressing music “hi ho”.
What do I know?...
The running list of things I try to get to today,
Now leaning the kitchen wall,
The garden dark, the windows dark,
Have I had enough?
What do I know? ...
Have I been making do,
Trying to keep this cup full,
Been trying to keep this cup full but for who?