Where are we when the dragon comes
In comfort or distress
In a bottle or smoke
Or even at our best
I feel it creeping near
Slithering to my nest
Hungry for more
Eating at my chest
Im weary and tired
Of nothing but the stress
Searching for my bed
Though I\'ve done nothing but rest
The dragon will feed
When Im put to the test
How much longer can I go
On this arduous quest