Mac’s Omelette

Feeling alive, racing away

The tasks in hand

Burden the soul, best in the show

Let's make this last

It gleams like gold, to fade away

This stitch unfolds, I am the fray

Feeding the beast unscrupulous treats

Let's cut the cord

All that we know, last one to show

My cards delete

Caught on the wire, hand me the mic

I'll spill, I'll leak

For you in this fight, maybe I might

Fall in this deep

It gleams like gold, to fade away

This stitch unfolds, I am the fray