[04:55.47]In the wee hours of the morning[04:59.10]when everything is still[05:02.34]I lay staring at the darkness[05:05.31]trying to find the will[05:08.22]Only to be plagues[05:09.45]by roaches, scorpions and mice[05:13.23]not to mention politics[05:15.42]that's a big cockatrice[05:16.77]The light became morning[05:21.63]the morning became day[05:24.75]speaking for myself[05:27.15]I wish the darkness had stayed[05:31.32]The morning become evening[05:33.63]the sun is going down[05:36.60]but equality and justice[05:39.48]is nowhere to be found[05:40.89]Of all this place[05:45.72]I've had my fill[05:48.12]even in the wee hours of the morning[05:51.69]when everything is still