Lyrics:

One man's worry is another man's home
He waits till the day he can stand on his own
A cigarette burns, but the smoke's all gone
There's no one around and he thinks he's all alone

Doing our time
Doing Alright
Doing our time
Doing just fine

On the horizon, the sun's just rising
A girl takes one last look at the glow
The palm trees around, a hammock that's empty
A warm breeze blowing and everybody knows


Doing our time
Doing Alright
Doing our time
Doing just fine

Logic is Such a Liar

Siddharth Basrur