Lyrics Everydays - Remastered - Yes

Look at the sad goodbyes
Everyday's a-killing time
Sun comin' 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, day, day
Grocery store, ten bucks
Just making change for plastic cherries
Up in a tree jaybird
Lookin' at me, no word
Everyone looks, you can't see
We can't be ignored easily
Well, well, well, another day
Well, well, well, another day
Soft within the wayward things, like ecstasy
The sound of trees
Most anything 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 fear
Gettin' 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