Has morning really started?
Are we at the break of Day?
The shades of night abound it seems, but wait
Not black, they’re shades of grey.
This dawning brings new hope for me,
A rebirth for us all;
It’s time to start afresh my friend,
Before darkness once more falls.
Reach out and grab the daylight,
Enslave it, make it fast.
Hold it close to hide Night’s fears
And pray that it will last.
The darkness brings the demons;
It’s easier in the day
To see the road ahead my friend
In light, or shades of grey.
So is it morning? Can I rise
And leave this lonely bed?
Are daylight’s shades outside my world?
Or merely in my head?
