Hibernation

I'm a bear And I know the motions Soon the river where I fish will frozen And birds will cease to sing I'll dig a hole and I'll come out in spring The lower the sun The colder the days The longer the night The brighter the blaze Of the fire of love From up above My own radiation bouncing off the den And warming myself up again I'm a squirrel Stacking up stashes Soon the snow will conceal the tall grasses But I won't want for feed Cause I dug a hole and I buried some seeds The deeper the frost The tighter the soil The harder the harvest The greater the spoils My secret stash Is sure to last A long hibernation in a maple tree I'm taking care of future me I'm a man Playing with matches Soon I'll pace back and forth through the ashes Some rest would do me well I'm in a hole that I dug for myself The longer the day The less I can sleep The more that I pray for The less I receive The anthropocurse From bad to worse I know if I slow down, I won't survive So I'll find another 9 to 5