Break Even

It’s always darkest before dawn
For those who want to seize the day
But for the ones who are clueless
A bright clear day would still seem dark
We were made to thrive

The earth was made for men to toil
He that folds his hands would not eat
They say work now, and play later
When reversed, results aren’t the same
Do things in order

Let he that labor, do it well
A day is coming, and it near
When profit will visit all men
Whether it be for good or bad
We’d all break even.

Yeni