When Comfort Ceases
I Love Days Like This
I rise though the sun refuses to shine.
He hides his face in the winter time.
Frigid, temperatures in the negative.
The dark slows the blood like a sedative.
The wind mixes its howls with the wild beasts.
This savage world cares for none in the least.
Crystalline beauties fall fatal and fast.
One careless mistake might be your last.
The fire inside is roaring brightly.
Refulgent flames warming so sprightly.
The gentle sound of my wife and child breathing,
Beckon me to return to dreaming.
Doubtless my enemies still slumber.
Few have the skill to survive such thunder.
They pass whiles in stuporous bliss.
Confident that there could be nothing amiss.
And that’s their mistake.
While they sleep, I am awake,
Making strides towards their end.
When comfort ceases, then progress begins.
They slack idle in trials remiss.
They won’t get a second chance,
Because I love days like this.
I Love Days Like This
I rise though the sun refuses to shine.
He hides his face in the winter time.
Frigid, temperatures in the negative.
The dark slows the blood like a sedative.
The wind mixes its howls with the wild beasts.
This savage world cares for none in the least.
Crystalline beauties fall fatal and fast.
One careless mistake might be your last.
The fire inside is roaring brightly.
Refulgent flames warming so sprightly.
The gentle sound of my wife and child breathing,
Beckon me to return to dreaming.
Doubtless my enemies still slumber.
Few have the skill to survive such thunder.
They pass whiles in stuporous bliss.
Confident that there could be nothing amiss.
And that’s their mistake.
While they sleep, I am awake,
Making strides towards their end.
When comfort ceases, then progress begins.
They slack idle in trials remiss.
They won’t get a second chance,
Because I love days like this.
I Love Days Like This
I rise though the sun refuses to shine.
He hides his face in the winter time.
Frigid, temperatures in the negative.
The dark slows the blood like a sedative.
The wind mixes its howls with the wild beasts.
This savage world cares for none in the least.
Crystalline beauties fall fatal and fast.
One careless mistake might be your last.
The fire inside is roaring brightly.
Refulgent flames warming so sprightly.
The gentle sound of my wife and child breathing,
Beckon me to return to dreaming.
Doubtless my enemies still slumber.
Few have the skill to survive such thunder.
They pass whiles in stuporous bliss.
Confident that there could be nothing amiss.
And that’s their mistake.
While they sleep, I am awake,
Making strides towards their end.
When comfort ceases, then progress begins.
They slack idle in trials remiss.
They won’t get a second chance,
Because I love days like this.