-Sunday-
Rest easy on this day
The week is made of clay
Mold it into what you see
Breath life into its destiny
So simple yet so true
The moment will comfort you
As the sun shines on this day
Make it bright or go away

-Slumber-
Sit early, get the worm
Do the work, defeat the storm
Flow but think, and do it now
We strive for greatness, we’re on the prowl
I like my time you know it’s true
We want to be in love but new
The old is gone the new is peaking
Look around, we’re fond of sleeping

-Days-
Long ago nobody knows
The light began its light unfold
Transforms intention to words beyond
Of love and only feelings gone
So now we see each other so
In shades of grey we often glow
The glimmer of freedom draws us near
A sight above the one of fear
Acceptance is the only way
To go about our only days