Song List 03 A Day At The Office All In One

⚠ TRIGGER WARNING — SONG LIST THREE (3) — A DAY AT THE OFFICE Lead Rating: PG / PG-13 | GX Points: 21 | 12 Tracks Song List 3 is defiant, dark, driven, and poetic. These songs confront mortality without comfort. The world, the self, and the future are not what was promised — and this set doesn't pretend otherwise. The danger here is sudden: catastrophe arrives on an ordinary morning. THEMES AND POTENTIAL TRIGGERS: - Mass-casualty disaster imagery and sudden death (Last Cup of Coffee — September 11th framing) - Survivor's guilt and "ordinary day turns fatal" scenarios - Depression, burnout, and emotional depletion - Being misjudged, bullied, or socially targeted - Loss of faith in institutions, media, and authority - Anxiety, dissociation, and intrusive thoughts - Disillusionment — the world, self, and future are not what was promised - Identity collapse and psychological exhaustion - Media manipulation and false narratives - Self-reinvention and starting over - Prolonged psychological struggle and spiritual erosion - The defiant choice to keep going NOTABLE CONTENT NOTES: "Last Cup of Coffee" is explicitly framed around September 11th — narrator on the 66th floor of a tower facing sudden death. Most content-heavy track in the set. "Carry Me" depicts psychological collapse — "This air's not for breathing" — burning paper, crawling through mire. "Oasis" frames peace as a mirage — "dying is not healing" — existential weight without resolution. "Low Down" depicts bullying and social targeting — being built up to be knocked down. "Right Between the Eyes" engages with gun violence and media culture but resolves through art and non-violence — trading the gun for a camera. THIS LIST MAY BE DIFFICULT IF YOU ARE SENSITIVE TO: Mass-casualty event imagery / September 11th references / Bullying and social persecution / Psychological collapse and burnout / Media distortion and loss of truth / Existential dread without comfort. Song List 3 wakes you up — sometimes gently, sometimes violently. The world is not what was promised. Listener discretion advised.

SONG LIST 3 — A DAY AT THE OFFICE 1. Last Cup of Coffee — by Justin Justice & Tom Jensen 2. Looking for Love — by Klaus Bluetner & Tom Jensen 3. Perfect Imperfections — by Klaus Bluetner & Tom Jensen 4. As I Play — by Klaus Bluetner & Tom Jensen 5. Clean Wipe to the Slate — by Justin Justice & Tom Jensen 6. Low Down — by Klaus Bluetner & Tom Jensen 7. It Is Your Turn — by Klaus Bluetner & Tom Jensen 8. Trending — by Klaus Bluetner & Tom Jensen 9. Carry Me — by Klaus Bluetner & Tom Jensen 10. Oasis — by Klaus Bluetner & Tom Jensen 11. End of the Road — by Klaus Bluetner & Tom Jensen 12. Right Between the Eyes — by Justin Justice & Tom Jensen (1) LAST CUP OF COFFEE by Justin Justice & Tom Jensen It's just another morning as the sun comes up again Take your first sip of coffee, say hello to your friend Take a peek at the paper—any good news today? But it seems like nothing's going on, so face down it will stay Eight o'clock in the morning and your job cries out your name Sitting down at your computer, but something is gonna change Another sip of coffee, but your papers stay in your drawer So many places you'd rather be... And then you see a sight among sights; you arise from your seat As you feel the ground beneath your feet crumbling And you're still sitting here up on the sixty-sixth floor Should've watched the Sunrise; could've been living for more But today it is marked as your day to die As two tears... They form in your eyes It was just another morning; yeah, the sun came up again Took one last sip of coffee, said hello to your friend How could today have really been any better? But then you saw the sight among sights that blinds your eyes And you felt the ground beneath your feet crumbling And you were just sitting there on the sixty-sixth floor Hoping a miracle came, hoping you'd live just one day more But today it was marked as the start of the end We can't go backwards ever again. (2) LOOKING FOR LOVE by Klaus Bluetner & Tom Jensen I've been looking for love in all the wrong places Disregarding hearts of gold for pretty faces By the wicked I get scorned, left broken and torn I get served, kicked to the curb, still my fate may be deserved I need to teach my eyes to look deep down inside And not be hypnotized by a wolf in sheep's disguise I've been stabbed by a smile and I blabbed like a child Grabbed and thrown into the pile, then labeled and filed Too many evils that makeup can conceal Got to dig down a little deeper if you want to see what's real The body only is transportation for the soul While the heart is like fine wine; it is only faces that grow old (3) PERFECT IMPERFECTIONS by Klaus Bluetner & Tom Jensen Perfect imperfections... Perfect imperfections I always tried to show you the best of me Sure, I may have lied about the rest of me I should have given me whole for scars make love real What we can't control is what seals the deal The sharing of fears and weaknesses helps manifest Lovers from friends; can lead to holding each other at night When you don't want the day to end... And I don't want this day to end... I long to see your face in the rising sun I long to hold you dear because you're the one I find I found I failed this great test of me I should have told you all about my history With this new day comes a new way for you and for me In this new light will come tonight as we have much to discuss. (4) AS I PLAY by Klaus Bluetner & Tom Jensen Face yourself before you face the sea Might be the best piece of advice anyone has given to me For that's when you can rest in peace with a satisfied soul That can then fly away free... fly away free So I pass the baton on stage with the wave of my wand Watch my arm when you see my guitar; I'm a singer and here's my song And as I play... I want you to sing along: Face yourself before you face the sea I know who's next and I'm pretty sure I won't get fooled again I'm the pinball wizard, the true happy jack, and I play the same old game. (5) CLEAN WIPE TO THE SLATE by Justin Justice & Tom Jensen As you're getting sleepy in your bed Busy staring at the walls My head is still spinning As I'm pacing up and down the halls I just need one more line, only one more verse And when I finally fall asleep it only gets worse Yea lately I've been losing faith Been having trouble thinking straight What I thought I'd found has been misplaced What I've been giving out... Well, I finally got a taste When I woke up I couldn't see my face Time to take a clean wipe to the slate The past has now been erased No right path to follow, no lines left to trace I see no yellow lines on the highway I've done it your way now I'll try it my way There's a road not yet paved in stone No one left to follow when you're alone No shepherd to guide you, no shadows to hide you No need to ask directions when you're heading home Every sign you've seen has led you astray When you stuck out your thumb no one was going your way The highway you stand upon winds so violently And looks so long; you've just gotta be strong Keep writing and singing your song Time to take a clean wipe to the slate. (6) LOW DOWN by Klaus Bluetner & Tom Jensen He was feeling low, a little down on his luck For he didn't know which way was up Low down... Low down... Low down They built him up so they could knock him down Since chastising him is what they rallied around He got pushed down, white washed and covered in snow By the neighborhood bully right inside of his home Seems like there was no escape since he didn't feel safe That's just the price he pays for walking home all alone. (7) IT IS YOUR TURN by Klaus Bluetner & Tom Jensen If you don't know yet who I am Don't worry, that will change I am a very simple man Both on and off this stage My life's work and my fun are one That's why I am so happy We all regret something we've done Won't let that entrap me I just look ahead and never behind Helps keep me from wasting all my time Best for your body, soul and your mind Can't press fast forward... I can't hit rewind Leave something they will remember you by Like those who were the first to fly Or the first man on the moon Now it's your turn, what will you do? You won't find me living in the past Too much to do, time runs by so fast We never know how long it'll last So little sand in this hour glass. (8) TRENDING by Klaus Bluetner & Tom Jensen But for all the wrong reasons Everybody's googling me Looks like it's now open season It's hunting time Must be a slow day for the media I found five more lies on Wikipedia I've been good in all my wheelings and dealings I've done the best I could Yet when I bet red the little ball landed on black Just like I kinda knew it would So if karma cares about my feelings I paid it forward, now I ask for some of it back I'm due for some good luck, sincerely I believe I am that diamond in the rough and the needle in a haystack. (9) CARRY ME by Klaus Bluetner & Tom Jensen Plugging and prodding, reeling and seething Feeling I'm rotting, this air's not for breathing These words aren't for speaking, not worth writing Nor worth reading; so I shall burn this paper Watch me light it, turn it into kindling At least then I'll have fire as daylight is dwindling I crawl through the mire; the willows are weeping Entrapped within this still air, my fears are creeping As self-doubt has joined us, compressed into one When words of hurt define us, water and dirt turn to mud Surviving until daybreak, the fresh sunlight of dawn Here lies my only escape, giving strength to carry on. (10) OASIS by Klaus Bluetner & Tom Jensen Can you feel a dark entity clutching hold of your sanity Creating such calamity for you and all of your family? Chasing the mirage of an oasis, a paradise you think is real Yet all of us who wear our real faces acknowledge wounds won't heal Yet dying is not healing with so much left to live Hiding all the pain you're feeling, holding on to what you should give Chasing the mirage of an oasis... Chasing the mirage of an oasis Chasing the mirage of an oasis... Chasing the mirage of an oasis. (11) END OF THE ROAD by Klaus Bluetner & Tom Jensen I saw the light burning in your eyes; that alone is no surprise I followed you... when you said "Yes," a bitter part of me died Lead me to the end of the road where the sun sets down To the end of the road where true happiness is found To the end of the road on the other side of town To the end of the road to where they finally lay me down So many roads that I've walked down, lying in the street In the unswept corners is where the dirt hides Where many people and things give you a ride My shoes are wearing out, almost time for another pair But I'll wear the ones I've got until I get there... Until I get there... Now I see the light burning in your eyes; following you I no longer live a lie; on the dark path I have found my guide. (12) RIGHT BETWEEN THE EYES by Justin Justice & Tom Jensen I don't read the paper, hell I don't even watch the news Everyone's used to horror and everyone's got the blues Always another plane crash or gunman on a rage I never pick up the paper unless it's lining for a cage I used one for my birdcage and my bird spoke of death and hate I wish I'd used the comics... But I realized this too late The worst is on the cover, seen by children of every age If I was editor, I'd put the good things on the front page! Then maybe it'd rub off and people would treat each other kind Have you heard the expression, 'out of sight and out of mind'? When violence is on TV, then children will play with guns Yet when they're watching Sesame Street, that's when they have fun I'm moving to the mountains so I can watch the trees Where you don't have any doors and you don't have any keys House of wood, bed of straw; when I see a pig It won't remind me of the LAW! I won't use no roads—I'll set off on my own course Trading my ford for a six pack, a carton, and a horse I took that walk through the wilderness to escape a world of lies I proposed to Mother Nature but I only heard her sigh... Felt the swaying of the trees as I walked on fallen leaves She reminded me of the death of everything that breathes There are those who try to play God, shoot everything that moves The fact that men can make rifles is the only thing it proves I traded my gun for a camera—that should come as no surprise A deer I watched drinking from a stream... I shot him right between the... eyes Now it lives on forever, captured in a picture that won't fade. Read the full lyrics on the Song List 3 page →