Good morning, did you have a dream?
Did nighttime cure the ailments that seem
To be penetrating your very spirit
And being? Let’s hope the answer is yes
Say more or say less, whichever is best
It’s a new day but the sun has yet to shine
Digging deep for content in the depths of the mind
You seem to be lost, have you gone too far?
As long as the night reigns you’ll be a lonely star
The blackness out in front of you is haunting
Every attempt to escape from the dark is daunting
Begging the saints to have mercy on you
The sun is the only one who turns black to blue
Once again, good morning. Are you going to wait to be healed?
The handmaiden at the door holds the tapestry
Sit on the floor, cross your legs and make sure you ask for me
When the candles are burning my spirit will awaken
The darkness will finally leave you, unscathed unshaken.