Always avoided this time of night
When dawn's light comes and reminds me of the fact
I can no longer go home
No place to rest along this road
It's no longer safe outside this place, these walls, I'm able to hide
A place that's known of childhood fears, the day a week and long lost years
I turn away and push aside the last few things I'm able to hide
And prying eyes outside my door, I revert
To the way I was before.
Flick the ash, and gather thought and understand this day's awash
Feel the eyes that pry away
Forget ideals, it's just better this way
Frequently, we fail to understand that this life there really is no plan
And we have to wonder why
What went wrong, why the days are so damn long.