Writing

Is there anything left Maybe steak and eggs Waking up to washing up Making up your bed Lazy days, my razor blade Could use a better edge It's enough to make you laugh Relax in a nice cool bath Inspiration for navigation Of our new found craft I know you and you know me It's always half and half And we were oh oh, so you know Not the kind to dawdle Will the things we wrote today Sound as good tomorrow We will still be writing In approaching years Stifling yawns on Sundays As the weekends disappear We could stretch our legs if we'd half a mind But don't disturb us if you hear us trying To instigate the structure of another line or two 'Cause writing's lighting up And I like life enough, to see it through And we were oh oh, so you know Not the kind to dawdle Will the things we wrote today Sound as good tomorrow We will still be writing In approaching years Stifling yawns on Sundays As the weekends disappear We could stretch our legs if we'd half a mind But don't disturb us if you hear us trying To instigate the structure of another line or two 'Cause writing's lighting up And I like life enough, to see it through 'Cause writing's lighting up And I like life enough, to see it through