Why are sundays so depressing?

I sing a song, I paint a picture
My baby’s gone, but I don’t miss her
Like a swan, I don’t miss swimming
All my friends left, and they don’t miss me

Can’t take it, babe
Your body talks to me
Like in a movie, babe
I let it resonate, yeah

I want your time (Time, time)
Don’t ask me questions (Questions, questions)
That you don’t want (Want, want)
The answers to (To, to)

I love you in the mind, so you know it’s no lie
You’re hidin’ in the background but you wanna be found
You’ve got me on my back and now I’ve gotta think fast
You’re hidin’ in the background but you wanna be found

I take it easy, babe, I
I get down, it’s automatic, uh
I’ve come to believin’ that
That too much time is evil

I transition in
I’m making your body wait
Like on an aeroplane
Please, baby, take me away, yeah

I want your time (Time, time)
Don’t ask me questions (Questions, questions)
That you don’t want (Want, want)
The answers to (To, to)

I know, I know, I know, I know

I kinda miss the nine-to-five, yeah
Do those things that you can’t hide
I scramble, fight just like a child
Hey, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah
I’m staying hungry, I’m staying hungry
I’m staying hungry, I’m staying hungry
Not getting angry, I’m staying hungry
Not getting angry, staying, staying hungry
Yeah

Parallel lines

What’s the immaterial substance
That envelopes two,
That one perceives as hunger
And the other as food.

I wake in tangeled covers,
To a sash of snow,
You dream in a cartoon garden,
I could never know.

Innocent imitation, you are cast in gold,
Your image a compensation for me to hold.

Parallel lines, move so fast,
Toward the same point,
Infinity is as near as it is far.

Bon diumenge!