I suppose I should be happy
Considering the state we’re in.
I’m suppose to be outside
But these walls I’m stuck within.
I’m suppose to be out living
But my life’s a boundary line.
I was suppose to wait till May
Now perhaps the end of June.
I suppose I should do something
But I’m running out of steam.
I suppose supposing is something
So I suppose I’ll daydream. . . .
Pose is Le Poppycock – Breathing Space – A