Daylight
The night cries silently
thrives with air so deadly,
mothers tucking their children in,
That safety seems unreal.
The shadow I pretend not to see,
lurks around with its wholesome peace.
Ever ready to bring me back,...
thrives with air so deadly,
mothers tucking their children in,
That safety seems unreal.
The shadow I pretend not to see,
lurks around with its wholesome peace.
Ever ready to bring me back,...