Sound

Sound

through the days i smile

days made green, yellow and blue

but in the night, after a while

the night, red and black, comes too

i cannot hide from darkness any longer

it's useless to pretend i'm stronger

instead i turn around

find comfort in the night

i wait and listen for the sound

that in the morning gives me light

through the days i won't show fear

that in the night shows oh so clear

put on a mask, through tears i fight

the pain that darkness cannot hide

even at night, in mirrors i see

the red and black that consumes me

so in the darkness i will turn around

i wait it out, all through the night

welcome back again that sound

that in the morning gives me light