A rooster with a razor Cuts a hole across the sky As light tumbles down from that all seeing eye And I prop myself back up with the friends that I keep All I want from you is to try to get some sleep
And the traffic’s like a symphony at three am Building its crescendo as the working day begins But I just don’t think I can wait For the light of a new day to break I try to close my eyes while the anxious feeling dies Can you save me From desire Oh the sky’s on fire