Inside a bar of a sleeping town
There lay a sleeping man, he wore a frown
A stranger woke him, he looked around
Then he spoke, I wrote it down
He said, "My climbing rope is broken
And I cannot stay awake
Better fix it, son, no joking
For the omega day is come"
I went over to the stranger's side
I began to speak but he read my mind
He said, "You know me from long ago"
Then he turned I watched him go
I said, "My climbing rope is broken
And I cannot stay awake
Better fix it, son, no joking
For the Omega day is come"
