Evening comes upon us
And time begins to creep
The mind can never sleep
Ah, why must it be thus?
You fall into a heap
We know what comes to reap
Now the young one comes to fuss
Eyes faded, white and cold
Ruby snarl could chew through gold
Alas, it thinks your life is cheap
Now this world begins to fold
Making cowards of the bold
Making angels in the fog
Making devils in the bog