I Am Awake

I can't believe id depravate my own sleep
Why do I choose to avoid dream
And stare into the black world
The colour of misguided saints

It brings moistness to my eye
A drizzle down the hill side
Under the grey sky,
Takes wings and learns to fly
... And spreads...

In the background adagio it plays
The feeling of your soul in empty space
Of a walnut tree shattering over time
I am awake