Omega Day

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

He said, “My climbing rope is broken

And I cannot stay awake

Better fix it, son

No joking

For the Omega Day is come”

Aahh

Aahh