Getting up at three A.M. still Sucks
And four A.M. is Weird
but
At least there's color in the Horizon
At five A.M. the hue is Distinct
then
Six A.M. is bright and full of Color
While 7 & 8 & 9 A.M. is hustle and Bustle

I try to catch the sleep I Missed
Ten o'clock eleven o'clock Oblivion
Come twelve P.M. I move Again
To the rhythm of the Oak
Crunch crunch roll Roll
Out of my car and into my bus I Go
Parking underneath the Oak

