How I feel, about it now
The killing of a clock
About I face
In this disgrace
The damper of a knock

Sic semper Fi
And time denign
The Seconds  passing so

For thought i fought not to digest
With  bed  no comfort rest

And now I see
the folly of the restlessness​
Of the dead
Curcimstance has made it so
And dread I made it be

The waiting of the perfect chime
caught the worse of me
And stumble from a thought
Of there and then I would now be

When then of now
should do me fine
With madness ever see

While all the world around
Will spin
And ever
disagree