At work there is this reason.
To rise, get out of bed.
Is warm and is the season.
To keep the Monsters fed.
No arrests, no grounds for treason.
Tis where the path has led.
If we only try to please one.
Then it’s you that’s in my head.
Rise
At work there is this reason.
To rise, get out of bed.
Is warm and is the season.
To keep the Monsters fed.
No arrests, no grounds for treason.
Tis where the path has led.
If we only try to please one.
Then it’s you that’s in my head.
Dennis Mantin 