Flames

You're thinking today's just one of those days
Where you'll do the work and you'll get the pay
Where things are just normal, boring, mundane
Well then my friend, it's time for a change

There's a fire out there, and it's burning the flame
Of personal worth and a place in the game
And everyone's going slowly insane
In the face of the frightening frenzying flames

Well you're building up a wall of stone
While your next door neighbor's burning down his home
And the frost of the cold lonely dead winter night
Is melting in the relentless fiery light

There's a fire out there and it's burning the flame
Of personal worth and a place in the game
And everyone's going slowly insane
In the face of the frightening frenzying flames

The sharp criticisms of cynical minds
The dubious actions of devilish kinds
The millions and millions of miniscule lies
And out in the distance, foreign war cries

And you're thinking today's just one of those days