It's crawling
Still all in
Befallen

Cruel sun

In summer

Oh slumber
My number
Is up


There's peaches
In reaches

With leeches
At heart


I'm thinkin'
And I'm blinkin'
And it's stingin'

Mine eyes

Abhorring

He's gorging
Still boring
On me


It's lighter
It's brighter

No fighter
Is I


It's dried up
And tied up
And fried up

Mine eyes

It's crawling

Still all in
Befallen
Cruel sun