By the light of day, I shall be released
My penance fully paid
Returning home to an empty drawer
The kitchen looted, I'm afraid
No knife, no spoon, no fork be there
Stollen by the maid
But hidden somewhere and never found
Or so I daily prayed
It shall be there to rest my fears
Right where it last laid
My last possesion, all I have
For it, I would never trade
Spaghettios and a hungryman
The memory wont fade
There is only one tool, to do this job
And this time it is not a blade
Counting the hours, here I have stayed
A very long decade
Not ashamed of what I have done
Not expecting a parade
Once again I shall be free
In my conscience I shall wade
No regrets, will I feel
Only my s****k have I betrayed
Please forgive me,
Milktoast
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