I close the blinds to a room shadowed and dim
as I hide my form in the crevice of its confine
I'd be wide awake deep within my somber dream
when the sun takes to retire its golden shine
The wind whistles through the lonesome night
and the clouds lament their tears on the rusty roof
as though to soothe my wounds from the days fight
I rest my head with one day less to life as proof
I'd stay awake if i didn't have to sleep
I'd say a word to the empty chair in the corner
I'd even smile if I didn't have to weep
as bitter and sweet blend like flora and fauna
So I close the blinds to this room overshadowed
by my form giganting in the candlelight
while i seed the fears that my heart swallowed
til the dawning of another day's daylight
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