12 April 2012
Running away from yesterday Turning away from the past Clinging to elusive peace And wishing it would last
Bury my head in my pillow Bills, regrets and getting fatter The looming shadows of tiny things The trivia that doesn't matter
Never having time enough The dramas just too big to face The comfort of a humble bed The last remaining sacred place
Forgive yourself and then forget Think only of your secret dreams Snuggle down and fall to sleep Noughts as bad as sometimes seems
Day Is Over • Opuss № I