[Intro — dark, hypnotic, bass forward, no rush] It's always a Tuesday. Never anything dramatic. No thunder. No signs. Just a Tuesday. And something shifts. [Verse 1 — Voice 1, low and measured] You're driving somewhere ordinary Radio on something you don't hear Running the usual calculations Of everything that needs doing Everything you owe Everyone waiting on a version of you You're not sure you can keep delivering And the light changes And you're still sitting there After it changed back [Verse 1B — Voice 2 enters, harmonising darker underneath] You're lying in the dark Not sleeping Just horizontal Doing the arithmetic Of how many more of these You've got in you Coming up short Coming up short Every time [Pre-Chorus — both voices together for the first time] And you think is this just — is this just what it is now is this just the deal And nobody told you That was even a question You were allowed to ask [Chorus — enormous, both voices full, harmonies wide] It's Tuesday somewhere For someone who needed this Someone sitting in a car After the light changed Someone lying in the dark Doing the arithmetic Someone who needed to know That someone else Had a Tuesday too You're not the only one You're not the only one It's always a Tuesday And you're Not Alone [Verse 2 — Voice 1, quieter, more personal] I burned a garden once Stood in the ash Called it freedom And it was Eventually But before the freedom There was a Tuesday Just like yours Just a car Just a light Just the arithmetic Coming up short [Verse 2B — Voice 2, raw] I laughed in a spiral once Recognised the wallpaper Greeted it like an old enemy Who pays rent But before the laugh There was a Tuesday When it wasn't funny yet When the walls were just walls And the weight was just weight And I didn't know It ever got quiet [Pre-Chorus 2 — both voices, building] And I needed someone to tell me Not that it gets fixed Not that it gets solved Just that it gets quiet Just that the Tuesday Isn't the whole story Just that after the Tuesday There's a morning Just a morning Just — room [Chorus] [Bridge — drops to near silence, single voice, direct address] Hey. You. Yeah. I know what time it is. I know why you're still awake. I know the arithmetic. I've done it. Came up short every time. But here's the thing nobody told me on my Tuesday — Short isn't zero. Tired isn't done. Quiet isn't empty. And Tuesday always becomes Wednesday. Always. [Instrumental — patient, hypnotic, Tool-esque, breathing] [Final Chorus — both voices, full band, vast and warm] It's Tuesday somewhere For someone who needed this Someone sitting in a car After the light changed Someone lying in the dark Doing the arithmetic Someone who needed to know That someone else Had a Tuesday too You're not the only one You're not the only one It's always a Tuesday And you're Not Alone [Outro — both voices, unaccompanied, fading like a conversation ending] It was a Tuesday for me too. Just a Tuesday. And something shifted. Still here though. Still here. Go to sleep. Wednesday's coming.
