How lucky I am
To begin my day this way
To see, and hear, and feel the joy
Of the monks; praying, and chanting, and singing
O come let us adore him
O come let us adore him
Odd that I should pitch my focus
On the thirteen amp twin sockets
A metaphor for a working life I knew so well
A switch into a life I really don’t know so so well at all
World without end
World without end
