Lyrics Everydays - Live: Chikito Club, Bern 1969 - Yes

Look at the sad goodbyes
Every day's a killing time
Sun coming up outside
No men are born this time
Saturday's child stays home
Nothing to say so long

Well, well, well
Another day
Well, well, well
Another day

Grocery store, ten bucks
Just making change for plastic cherries
Up in a tree, jaybird
Yelling at me, no word
Everyone looks, you can't see
We can't be ignored so easily

Well, well, well
Another day
Well, well, well
Another day

Soft within the wayward things
Like ecstasy
The sound of trees
Most of these
What a baby sees

Beautiful face, alright
Many a place, out of sight
Old woman there with red shoes
One million balloons, all used
Drive over hills, forget your fears
Getting it out of second gear

Well, well, well
Another day
Well, well, well
Another day

Well, well, well
Another day
Well, well, well
Another day