Sometimes I wonder if the wishes I made to the night stars are being heard by the gods of the time
I wonder if wishes are being granted for other people while I am being left behind to watch

In the obscurity of the night as I lay in my bed
Heart as hard as the mountain rock that fell to the shore of the sea
Head as heavy as the elephant's feet on the little shoulder of the soldier ant
My mind filled up with the possibility of an endless time of joy
Yet worry creeps in like the night shadow beneath my feet
Hiding from the eyes yet still dominating my being
My body shivers in fear of the unknown

Will my wishes be granted by the gods of time? I still wonder

In the uncertainty of the day as I walk the grounds of earth
Hands in my pocket to keep them from fidgeting and failing
My eyes opened to the world yet so blind I could see no one
The blessing of a new day offers promises of grace and beauty
Yet worry creeps in again
Just like the day shadow beneath my feet
Only this time, it is confident, dark and ready to obliterate hope
As it stares me in the eyes and follows my every footstep

Again I wonder, Will my wishes be granted by the gods of time?

Tonight, I will make my wish again
Tonight, I will face my worries head on
Tonight, I will face the gods of time
Tonight, I will get my wishes granted...

So wait on my little shadow of worry
Soon, I will take my steps without you.
Soon, I will shut my eyes without you.
Soon, I will fail to remember you even existed.
Tonight, I break out of your SPELL...