In the dark of the night
I see my plight
To be gone by first light
The hammer will come in good
I'd better start finding the wood
Others think I'm misunderstood
I need to build my ark
That's not going to be any lark
Especially in the dark
I need to be living
More forgiving
And more thanks giving
My ark is built
It surely couldn't wilt
At least the wood didn’t split