Why is the world so diurnal?
I’ll be a daysleeper
til dreams go no deeper
and the night be forever eternal

You’re ways are utterly puerile
the day will be your funeral
while you are singing a carol
the sun will rise and it will burn all
(your skin)

I’ll win!
You’ll see!
Your schedules can’t
hold me!
I’ll leave your
society
only the moon will know
my piety!