you were the morning's sun rising

with such passion and confidence,

but every night you would be undone

behind your lonely picket fence

I know what that feels like now

the feeling of everything getting taken

away your light, your love, your dreams under the plow

because now you don't dance you just sway

and throughout the air there is an shallow murmur

it fills the trees the ocean the wind

and at night you walk out of each day like it's the end

but instead of turning a page in your book

you're erasing your words and redoing their look

over and over and over again

the darkness chains you down, sure

but the light is what pulls you in