In the candle, lights burn away

Leaving nothing, except the day

Just to blow your mind away

Coming thus, this daily change

You sit and pose the very strange

He sits and hums 'Home on the Range""

And just wouldn't you believe it



Now the hallway, now the doors

Locking out your deathlike chores

Locking in what's left to score

Coming thus, this daily thought

Heroes have so long been taught

Buying what cannot be bought

And just wouldn't you believe it



Like before, my time has gone

Here's wishing I could carry on

But I'm being called up into the dawn

Coming thus, this daily freak

Try to come again next week

When I strive to climb the peak

And just wouldn't you believe it