HARD TIMES
I can hear the complains of the window panes At the strike of the first sun rays Piercing fiercely through the curtains Even at full wake , I can feel the heart ache Before the alarm sprang to life Hard times threatens the peace of the nights The thoughts of hard times keeps the night awake And here comes a brand new day We're afraid to face The truth is that hard times is as tough as old boot It proves hard to die like an old habit With pool of worries streaming like perspire from the armpit Bu
