These are my strange days,
With things left unsaid or lost,
To brood in darkness.
The light seldom shines,
In the depths of a deep heart,
Closed to the daylight.
As complex as simple is.
These are my strange days,
With things left unsaid or lost,
To brood in darkness.
The light seldom shines,
In the depths of a deep heart,
Closed to the daylight.