Midweek Midmorning - The Lucksmiths

You were never one for sleeping late

But oh!

the working week can wait

We ought to spend today together

You might be less than overjoyed

Unimpressed and unemployed

But I refuse to waste this weather

A midweek midmorning to ourselves

It would be misspent somewhere else

We wasted most of winter feeling

That we should stay inside instead

Lie on our backs on our bed

Beneath the stains upon the ceiling

I was never one for getting up

And catercorner from the pub

I found it difficult deciding

Between the indoors and the out-

But overhead there’s not a cloud

That couldn’t once have been skywriting

You beside and bluer skies above me

Spring fashion week and don’t we both look lovely

Yeah, you beside and bluer skies above me

Spring fashion week and don’t we both look lovely