The Watch

I wakened on my hot hard bed
Upon the pillow lay my head
Beneath the pillow I could hear
My little watch was ticking clear

I thought the throbbing of it went
Like my continual discontent
I thought it said with every tick
I am so sick, so sick

Oh, death, come quick
Come quick, come quick
Come quick, come quick

I lay upon my dampened bed
The rhythm throbbing through my head
I reached around but couldn't find
Awatch at all of any kind

And sweat was beading on my brow
The ticking growing louder now
I heard it say with every tick
I am so sick, so sick

Oh, death, come quick
Come quick, come quick
Come quick, come quick

With groping hands along the wall
I felt beneath the bed and all
And every timepiece ever made
Was in my head and there they stayed

And as my eyes drew closed again
I slipped into oblivion
And still I heard with every tick
I am so sick, so sick

Oh, death, come quick
Come quick, come quick
Come quick, come quick
Come quick, come quick