Well here it is it’s gone past eight
Every one is now really quite late
It’s getting now that talk is rare
On a Sunday night as no one there
People come from around the world
The whole experience should unfurl
But alas there no one there to share
An evening talk in Sator square
How long do I sit in there and wait
Or do I finally go because it’s late
I feel we need a change of time
I’m sure that this won’t be a crime
Let’s make it early or make it late
But let’s not agree to meet at eight