The Morning Offering

Verse 1 Four now stand before the dish Junior peers inside at last Smooth metal reflects the room But no meal has been set fast Felix lowers down his gaze Quiet judgment in his stare Something here has gone amiss The morning offering isn’t there Verse 2 Junior turns in disbelief Indy blinks and squints again Little Mew begins to circle Agitation settling in Every day this rite is kept Every dawn the bowls are filled Yet the sacred place sits bare And the kitchen air grows still Pre-Chorus Where is the hand that serves the house? Why has no one come today? Something in the order’s broken The morning rite delayed Chorus The bowls are empty! Morning shattered! Where has the human servant gone? The bowls are empty! Voices rising! Something here has gone all wrong! Call the house! Wake the hallway! Let the sleeping world be warned The bowls are empty! The Saints are calling! Bring the morning meal! Verse 3 Little Mew begins to shout Junior pacing near the dish Indy watching with a sigh Sharing in the growing wish Felix turns toward the hall Calm but clearly unimpressed If the servant will not answer Then they will make them hear Bridge Through the house the silence lingers No response to rising cries From the kitchen comes the thunder Of a feline uprise Final Chorus The bowls are empty! Hear us calling! Voices echo through the hall The bowls are empty! Saints awakened! Soon the servant must hear the call Wake the house! Summon breakfast! Let the sacred rite be done The bowls are empty! Morning broken! The battle for food’s begun