Seconds feel like minutes Minutes just like days Night the hardest time of day As 4am knows all my secrets
I envy those who sleep easy Their brains must be that much clearer, less muddled So that those thoughts that haunt me late at night Are kept well away from their own night's rest
Sleep such a luxury One I can not afford As dawn comes all the closer No second of sleep to count
All I have to show for this night Are worries resting deep, deep in my head