And i adhere to morning light..For its always about me... Always connects me... with the darkness...Fight constantly between clutter and free...the world and me...everything compunded together and the absence of everything...Clashing...Light waves agains the rocks of dark graves...setting off new rays...Of Won...And I'm one...but the light is as many...reaching as far as the Son can see...For darkness could never be...Cuz even if I close my eyes I know, that the light is in me...