Just when you think that the hard days beat, Is all but over, That’s when you realise that late night streets, And dark alleys, the man tallies, more and moreover, So I was Walking, home, after finishing, Another hour clocked in, paydays comin’ in, Another day down out of the way of CLOSURE, Traffic speeds by, I look up to the sky, The stars and clouds, shadows cast out, By the dim streetlights, yellow coloured Streamlines of smoke rising up smell like doshia All my life , it never seemed like, I ever got any CLOSER, Closer to the dream, saving money, Early morning starting, Damn near starving, Forget how much you want it all to be OVER