Five Past Two

I can’t seem to open this document
I can’t seem to get anything done today
It’s been a while since anyone came around
Maybe thats ok?

I know these chores are reasonably pressing,
Like they could be done with being done today
and I could probably do with dressing,
In case anyone swings past this way.

It’s five past two in the afternoon.
Nothing’s gonna get done soon.
I can sense your urgency is very real,
but I might as well be howling at the moon.

I can’t seem to pick up the phone and dial
My MU fees are still unpaid
These ballads aren’t going to learn themselves
And the bed remains unmade