i cannot pretend to smile
as they say goodbye
day will end and morning buys
us people no more time

here i'm in the evening now
and no more lullabies
my mind is crushed with passing winds
as i believe the strongest lies

a book or 2 to crush my soul
and build it up again
father son and caring words
will lead me home for sure

my heart cries out with violent tides
and idol of a child
i need more grace than i ever thought
would come to me if i would ask