Omen of Amends

Tonight I must amend
The clocks are purposeless
The night heralds the end

Oh, how I apprehend
How the eve shall progress
Tonight I must amend

This business I attend
I must and will address
The night heralds the end

Whatever I impend
In pearls and certain dress
Tonight I must amend

What then I must contend
Will be just to repress
The night heralds the end

But that is all, my friend
Nothing much more or less
Tonight I must amend
The night heralds the end.