A night of insomnia
Enticed by boredom of the eternal sort
Never ceasing
Always growing
And now the sun rises
Bringing with it the hope of the new day
A friend will leave, i know this now
That makes the day no harder
That makes the day no easier
Entrance to a damp and cold pub
I throw my picture across the counter
A drink recieved, it's the last i'll share
With the friend, to lose i can't bare
Then the lights of Egypt call
And too them i both stumble and fall
Insert the money, i press the button
Egypt swirls
The Eye of Horus flashes past
Protecting my loss with his gaze
More eyes come, a beautiful sight
For the first gold coin drops into the tray
The great pyramids take thier turn
And all they do is make it burn
2 gold coins fall into the tray
I take them up and here i say
"The day looks up
Best of luck!"
I have my memory
My gold coins
A night of sleep
Enticed by faith and hope in a friend
...of the eternal sort...
-Sobek
