Sometimes morning's light
fills me with sorrow,
Night's peaceful whispers
shattered by the light of tomorrow;
The song of the birds
flies through my ears,
Ending the peace and silence
bringing forth the true fears.
Why must we be so unjust
to darkness's sanctity;
All that light brings us
is the misery of reality.
After the troubles of the day
Night offers us her solitude,
A means to escape reality
but to her we be so rude;
Darkness watches over us
no matter where we go;
Close your eyes and take a look
if is light there to show.
When nights shadow
creeps over our home,
Our eyes are freed from truth
and our minds are free to roam;
Now the sun's rays
push her away,
I must step out of the shadows
and face the day...