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”
