Weary in the shadows, that glow before the sun.
I’ve rested in a restless dream that has no need for fun.
We made it to the sunrise, awake and full of blood.
That flows and fuels this vessel that’s hope and flesh and mud.
I’ve prayed and laid it out, to this spirit I call God.
I told him of my woes and fears, just waiting for a nod.
The sun will rise I’m certain, see the orange glow in the east.
Another day upon us, Another chance to feast.
The winds are slightly stirring, a slight rain in the air.
I know I should be happy and smiles without a care.
There’s a feeling that’s uneasy that comes with lack of sleep.
Best now not to say a word, the silence I can keep.