Eleven Thirty

It's Eleven Thirty at Night
But The Stars Still Shine Bright
The Sun Will Soon Rise
The Birds Will Wake To Prise

It's Eleven Thirty at Night
And Something's Just Not Right
I Can't Go To Bed
Until These Words Are Said

It's Eleven Thirty at Night
And My Lamp Gives A Faded Light
It's Hard To Speak Of Peace And War
And Things Like That And Many More

It's Hard To Speak Of Love And Grief
And Comments And Questions That Are Very Brief
Of Wind and Water, Rain And Sun
And The Old Frail Man With A Rusty Gun

Push Yourself Hard
And Don't Give Up
Because Life Gets Played
Like Dice In A Cup!!!!