Awoke by a light, bleeding through the blinds.
Falling flush on my face.
I don't mind, though I have for the longest time.
Now the light I embrace.

This is a nice little place.

Turn on my mind, take a guess at the time.
I guess it's a quarter past eight.
Close alright, it's eight o'nine.
Not too early, and too late.

This is a nice little place
This is a nice little place
Walk around these rooms, feeling safe
it's here I deal with the gloom, and find my grace
This is my home
for now, for now, for now.