Time is a funny thing
And this time is funny
Must stay with eyes open
Though work is done
And there are no projects
And I ache for sleep
But the 40 hours beg

And outside my door
There’s a riot
And I could be there
On one side or the other
Or as a referee
And I ache for sleep
But the 40 hours beg

Look at all the lonely people
I could bring encouragment and cheer
To some if not all
But I’m handcuffed to this desk
For three more hours
And I ache for sleep
But the 40 hours beg

The one thing I could work on
Rests in the wisdom of a coworker
Who is in a meeting
For another hour
So I twiddle and twiddle
And I ache for sleep
But the 40 hours beg