from the beginning of the dawn, i‘ve always knows that this isn‘t all there is
this room will someday become just a place from my early history
i told myself while breathing through the scenery so gory
the rain poured on my bleeding wounds on quiet afternoon walks
nobody knew where i was
but i‘ve always returned a little wiser, a little cleaner
what a sweet memory, a short-lived victory
only to be hurt all over again
i‘d felt glimpses of joy with each time the skipping stone touched the water
with each ray of sunshine that came through the dark cover
you come over for talks and tea
i‘ll try not to spill anything, i say
like the earl grey
or my light from inside since you stepped through the doorway
while i was hurting, you were soaring
cultivating a peace i’ve wished for my whole life
now that you‘re here, forget about my past
look at the decor i‘ve brought up in my house
all the goodness i saw out there by myself, is expanding tenfold in me when you‘re near
the dark days have run their course
and this is the life i‘m hanging up on the walls of my house