Everyday i wake Physically weaker than before In my growing mind Dreams have left behind a sign that there was more Colourless and vague Thoughts, they slip away with the daylight Can i get them back? What can i do to get them back inside?
Into the delay The sounds don't carry on into the days All i've left to find The parts are realizing all collecting thoughts Blackness sit, awaits And slumber hits the rain outside my window With a brand new day I got some things i really have to find
