I stared upward for hours after waking
Made out faces in the paint
Felt the stinging that's fermenting in my right hip
Stoically wished the roof would cave
I don't know, I guess we'll see
I expect that this is probably gonna sting
A song in my head like a frozen forest shouting
Sounds like a belt is gonna slip
Guarded mutterings to Kali the Destroyer
But captains never leave the ship
Open up black clouds above
Someday soon I know my number's gonna come