Written by: Jeff Bresee

The days don’t seem to give a damn
They march in step of time
They stare ahead with eyes of steel
While never breaking line

They torchure me with disregard
They tread upon my soul
They seem so unaware I’m here
They simply come and go

I once believed the day would come
I hoped that it would give
The thing that I was searching for
A reason I should live

But in the end my hope was vain
Cause nothing’s ever come 
I’m tired of holding on and so 
I feel the fight is done

Thus here I sit as night rolls in
The choice is mine to make
The glare across the steel call out
“What action will you take”?