domenica 25 settembre 2011

A long grey day


Sometimes the days seems to be longer than other days
So much longer
Some days the time seems to go slower than usual
So much slower

Somehow this grey day seem to be more grey than the other grey days


Walking in circles, waiting for the next day


Caught in the web of time, waiting for more

Colorless days passing by, longing for more

Walking in circles, waiting for the next day


Silent and slowly the day goes by, I am bored to death

Slowly and silent the evening goes by
The night arrives with promises

I won't be mourning when the morning comes

Some might think that I've lost my mind When the dawn is here I'll be free
When the dawn is here I'll be free

(Memory Garden)

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