Bad Case of the Mondays

Well its December 26th
Work starts tomorrow.
Monday again so soon?
I thought we'd said goodbye...

It may be selfish but,
When I was a child I used to believe that
When I die Mondays will stop.
Mondays, will die too.
And everyone will feel a little
Different than they did before.
Everyone will shut their eyes when I do,
Lie down in the earth and cease to be
With me.

Truth is the only thing being an adult
Got me was the sense to understand
That life will never stop.
Even after I go.
And the people will open their eyes to the sunshine
Of another Monday.