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A great opening track
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A strange new virus
in China is found.
Before we know it,
it's all over town. Corona!
Some try to ignore it,
and cast it aside,
"The seasonal flue
is worse!" they all cried.
The government closes
the restaurant spaces,
theatres, and bars,
and gathering places.
Distance we keep from
old and the frail,
and those whose bodies
could easily fail.
Wake, eat, sleep, repeat.
Wake, eat, sleep, repeat.
Wake, eat, sleep, repeat.
To grocery stores
the people all flock.
Toilet paper
is now out of stock.
"Six feet apart"
is the law of the land,
and wearing a mask
has become a demand.
At seven pm,
we let out some cheers
for hardworking folks
with healthcare careers.
Conflicting opinions
on how it is spread.
One journey outside
could send someone to bed.
Wake, eat, sleep, repeat.
Wake, eat, sleep, repeat.
Wake, eat, sleep, repeat.
Hours are spent on
phones in persistence
of trying to get
unemployment assistance.
Projects to do,
and errands to run.
But infinite time
means nothing gets done.
Games with family,
games with friends.
On phone and computer
the fun never ends.
Runs in the park.
Workout at home.
My body gains strength,
but my mind is alone.
Wake, eat, sleep, repeat.
Wake, eat, sleep, repeat.
Wake, eat, sleep, repeat.
Friends and co-workers
all want to know:
when theatres re-open,
will anyone go?
Questions unanswered
'bout future careers.
I push these aside.
Won't yet face those fears.
Grasping for answers
to what lies ahead;
How long will this virus
continue to spread?
Sitting at home,
motivation is low.
Sometimes it feels
like all I do is
Wake, eat, sleep, repeat.
Wake, eat, sleep, repeat.
Wake, eat, sleep, repeat.
Wake, eat, sleep, repeat.
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