Stand up, my dear,
Right where you fell.
Does no good to crawl, I'll see you
--Though you don't see me yet,
You've always known I was here,
Right here, just waiting.

I have bigger jobs than you
And more important things to do.
But if you continue to sit
My fangs will begin to grit.

You still have your feet
and your wings, and even hands,
yet you continue to weep, and fail
to move on, to take action;
Your resolve is pale.

It could be said I am lazy, you know.
While that light you are in continues to shine
I'll wait in the darkness
For your doubt to grow,
And once you have filled yourself with darkness,
Then you will be mine.

This is just a reminder that the bad things in life won't take control unless you give it up.

Music by The Boomtown Rats