Wednesday Grind

Verse 1

Alarm cuts the dark at seven-ten sharp

Thought it was three but the morning had started

Coffee still waiting, mind still slow

Dreams still hanging where the night won’t go

Drive through the desert, Albuquerque sky

Sun climbing lazy while the traffic rolls by

Laptop opens, screens flicker alive

Another long day just trying to survive

Pre-Chorus

Meetings and emails, words on a page

Some days feel calm, some days feel caged

Chorus

But it’s the same old rhythm every day

Wake up, work hard, try to find a way

Grad school nights and the daylight grind

Running two worlds in the back of my mind

Some days smooth and some days rough

Some days feeling like enough’s enough

But I keep showing up anyway

Living that Wednesday grind every day

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Verse 2

Morning moves slow, the hours crawl by

Staring at the clock while the time slips by

Talking with coworkers down the hall

Trying to keep pace with it all

Thoughts spinning circles in the back of my head

Books on the desk waiting to be read

Some days clear and some days fog

Trying to push through the mental smog

Pre-Chorus

Sometimes the gears just don’t want to turn

Even the strongest engines can burn

Chorus

But it’s the same old rhythm every day

Wake up, work hard, try to find a way

Grad school nights and the daylight grind

Running two worlds in the back of my mind

Some days smooth and some days rough

Some days feeling like enough’s enough

But I keep showing up anyway

Living that Wednesday grind every day

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Verse 3

Six o’clock hits and I’m finally home

Dinner on the table but the mind’s still gone

Books on the desk but the brain says wait

Not tonight man, just give it a break

Seinfeld laughs through the quiet room

Steam from the shower clears the gloom

Another long day slowly fades away

Tomorrow’s already on its way

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Bridge

People said I’d never get this far

Now I’m chasing dreams under desert stars

Some days heavy, some days light

But I’m still standing in the fight

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Final Chorus

Yeah it’s the same old rhythm every day

Wake up, work hard, try to find a way

Grad school nights and the daylight grind

Running two worlds in the back of my mind

Maybe tired but I won’t quit

Every step makes me stronger a bit

Another sunrise on the way

Living that Wednesday grind every day