Now, to face the sunrise

The breaking of the waves

Come all yea feckless invalids

It’s time to face the day

As you walk upon eggshells

You swallow the flame

As you baulk at the mirror

You plaintively make your way

Down

Now, to face the evil eye

The thunderheads and blight

Your withered guide

Comes slinking by

He crumples and sighs

As you wallow in victimhood

You clutch at your sides

Come all yea cloistered lunatics

It’s time to say goodnight

As you crawl upon eggshеlls

You bask in disgrace

As you baulk at the mirror

You wearily makе your way

Down