I once woke up to a real fine morning

Feeling like a million dollars, in cash!

Heard the scream, “The bulls lost wing”

Was worth a lot less in a flash.

I once was a medicine man, a famous herb peddler

Saved a health inspector, with an unnamed powder.

When he came ‘round he said, “You a registered healer?”

“You look like a quack. Where’s your degree mister?”

I gamble on, I gamble on.

That everyday a night will come

Even when my eyes are closed, I’m on!

Like you I’m betting on the morning sun

I was once a fine upright citizen,

Now I’m a many aliased netizen

Forewarned, I still watch & letch with google eyes

Though told, “At both ends of the net, a dog lies”

I live in digital karma, reincarnate electronically.

Immortal in server space that’s free, How can that be?

Someday, someone will sell this closet’s key,

I sure hope other skeletons bury me.

I gamble on, I gamble on.

That everyday a night will come

Even when my eyes are closed, I’m on!

Like you I’m betting on the morning sun

Now prophets don’t come down for each other

And but for the saved, we’d lose the savior

So before you search & stone me, remember

I’m a saint with a past & a sinner with a future

This then's the gamble & the gamble goes on

In all of us, day & night will come 

This then's the gamble & the gamble goes on

In all of us, there’s day & night, black & white, and then some

This then's the gamble & the gamble goes on

When people get together, they’re betting on the morning sun

-Suraj Mani