[00:12.53]Looking at the world around,[00:15.21]For the very first time.[00:18.40]Never seen it all before,[00:21.38]Hope it's not all mine.[00:24.27]On Monday morning all alone,[00:27.20]I woke within my house of stone.[00:30.38]I ventured forth unto the day,[00:33.27]These things I saw upon my way.[00:36.40]Trees and flowers were wrapped around,[00:39.24]With people's castoffs on the ground.[00:42.42]Roads and noise of glass and steel,[00:45.55]And people snared within the wheel.[00:48.49]Tuesday looked into the sky,[00:51.48]Where birds in peace were left to fly.[00:54.561]Thunder rolled and lightning flashed,[00:57.565]I watched the world as people dashed.[01:00.574]Friday's sadness began to creep,[01:03.572]Upon me like the deepest sleep.[01:06.580]It seemed that only I could see,[01:10.24]Just what my world would finally be.[01:13.08]On Sunday back inside my room,[01:16.21]I draw the blinds, 'tis afternoon.[01:19.16]I let my mind find its own ways,[01:22.29]Farewell to future days.