Banked by cooling sleep,
Yesterday’s raging fire of ire
Lingers only as heat.
Soon will come the time to weep,
To salve the burns of fury’s desire,
And let reason regain the pilot’s seat.
Banked by cooling sleep,
Yesterday’s raging fire of ire
Lingers only as heat.
Soon will come the time to weep,
To salve the burns of fury’s desire,
And let reason regain the pilot’s seat.