As the evening comes to a close,
You were thinking about what you want to do with the rest of your life,
The clock chimed and something unusual took place,
You alarmed every neighborhood of it,
And danced beautifully away from your aim,
Forgetting the very picture you painted, Hunting another man's own,
You no longer have conscience,
That at a time you were once like the person you're criticizing,
You feel...