WRONG DAY, RIGHT MOOD Wrong day, right mood, plans got crossed but nobody cared, someone showed up an hour early, someone else forgot they were meant to be there. Wrong day, right mood, laugh it off, let it roll. Wrong day, right mood, nothing has to be under control. Plans can bend, plans can change, still can have a brilliant day. Quick text, missed call, mixed information, three different answers to the same invitation, left at eight, then somebody said seven, now everybody's laughing at the whole situation. Fast talk, backtrack, who's bringing who, "I thought you knew" turns into "apparently not," one says maybe, one says definitely, five minutes later nobody remembers the topic. Short pause, big laugh, somebody shrugs, no dramatic speeches, no complicated stuff, if it doesn't line up, make a new arrangement, sometimes the funniest part is the miscommunication. Wrong day, right mood, laugh it off, let it roll. Wrong day, right mood, nothing has to be under control. Plans can bend, plans can change, still can have a brilliant day. Nothing perfect, nothing staged, just a bunch of little moments getting rearranged. Wrong day. Right mood. That's enough. Wrong day, right mood. Still a good one.
