Cactus & Grapefruit Ale. Obviously.

Lying awake, calculating the future
Trying to unweave, unwind, unravel
And piece together the past and the future,
Between midnight and dawn, when the past is all deception,
The future futureless, before the morning watch
When time stops and time is never ending;
And the ground swell, that is and was from the beginning,
Clangs
The bell.

TS Eliot The Dry Salvages