When the light of a new dawn doesn't ignite the new day,
When the crow won't caw and the larks don't pray,
When the sweet winds won't blow,
And winter won't snow,
When dark is light,
And happiness is fright,
When mighty mountains fall,
And nothing becomes all,
When fish live on land,
And birds in the sand,
When everything is nothing,
And darkness wears a ring,
When this becomes true,
It would suck to be you.
