night watch

as eyes are fixed upon the falling star
nothing else marks the ending of the age
it seems so commonplace and yet bizarre

between the past and present there's no bar
just motion of the turning of the page
as eyes are fixed upon the falling star

a rapid tune that's played on the guitar
excites a sort of urgent cleansing rage
it seems so commonplace and yet bizarre

to save the moment leave the door ajar
to ease the entrance of the needed mage
as eyes are fixed upon the falling star

when it shall strike it will leave quite a scar
but that is nothing to the clowns on stage
it seems to commonplace and yet bizarre

that is the story as it's been so far
the one who's done the job has earned the wage
as eyes are fixed upon the falling star
it seems so commonplace and yet bizarre