I must have left my house
at eight because I always do
My train I'm certain
left the station just
when it was due
I must have read the morning
papers going into town
And having gotten
through the editorials
no doubt I must have frowned
I must have made my desk
around a quarter after nine
With letters to be read
and heaps of papers
waiting to be signed
I must have gone to lunch
at half past twelve or so
the usual place the usual bunch
And still on top of this
I'm pretty sure
it must have rained
The day before you came
I must have lit my second
cigarette at half past two
And at the time I never
even noticed I was blue
I must have kept on dragging
through the business of the day
And without really knowing
anything I hid a part of me away
At six I must have left
there's no exception to the rule
A matter of routine
I've done it ever
since I finished school
The train back home again
undoubtedly I must have
read the evening papers then
Oh yes I'm sure my life was
well within its usual frame
The day before you came
I must have opened my front
door at eight o'clock or so
And stopped along the way
to buy some Chinese food to go
I'm sure I had my dinner
watching something on TV
There's not a single episode
of House of Cards
that I have failed to see
I must have gone to bed
around a quarter after ten
I need a lot of sleep
and so I like to be
in bed by then
I must have read a while
the latest Margaret Atwood
book or something in that style
It's funny but I had no sense
of living without aim
The day before you came
And turning out the light
I must have yawned and
settled in for yet another night
And rattling on the roof
I must have heard the sound of rain
The day before you came