A rooster with a razor

Cuts a hole across the sky

As light tumbles down from that all seeing eye

And I prop myself back up with the friends that I keep

All I want from you is to try to get some sleep

And the traffic's like a symphony at three am

Building its crescendo as the working day begins

But I just don't think I can wait

For the light of a new day to break

I try to close my eyes while the anxious feeling dies

Can you save me

From desire

Oh the sky's on fire

Oh the sky's on fire

Oh the sky's on fire

Oh the sky's on fire