Grave's Disease

You do not worry You do not try The winter froze all of your things and you went inside It's not surprising No there's no surprise This cold here is one of the properties of the elements This cold here is one of those I wish not to defend Don't wait in the last light and the warmth of the winter sun Don't get caught out with the temperature going down Don't try to defy the properties of your decisions I'm heating this space that's been saved for warmer conditions There is no future If you think you know better The year ends in December So why even bother Above the weekends Above the thrills Beyond the worth of every day there is to fill If you're distracted I'm letting you go Out into nature Noble and cannot be owned To live for the weekends To live for the thrills I want the worth of everyday there is to fill Don't wait in the last light and the warmth of the winter sun Don't get caught out with the temperature going down We'll see next summer there could be something so much better Off come the sweaters and who are you to stop it --- Grave's Disease - Matt Pond PA