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.