The house is dark
Everyone is asleep
But one silly songwriter
Stays awake

Writing songs
Busting zongs
Writing until the
Early morning hours

Creeping out to indulge
In wispy habits when
Spiders and moths
Attack in full force

But everyone is sleeping
Watch out!
Squeaky doors and
Paranoia attacks!

Take a walk down the driveway
Who's car is that?!
Oh right it only took
Me five minutes to figure it out

But everyone is sleeping
Except one silly soul
Who is pushing, driving, working
Towards his goal.