The Bell

Another warning At two in the morning As I lay awake again All I hear in the dark is the bell Logic eludes me Anxiety exhausts me When the daybreak is my friend But here comes the fear again Each night I got to find How to count the stars Each night I wish I had the strength To claim, what I Used to be back when My life Had purpose and made some sense Hear my breathing The dreams I keep seeing Are running in my head But I still can't find a thread So why are they haunting? Is it still mourning? For I've never seen my father dead Or is it age fucking with my head? Each night I got to find How to count the stars Each night I wish I had the strength To claim, what I Used to be back when My life Had purpose and made some sense Each night I got to find How to count the stars Each night I wish I had the strength To claim, what I Used to be back when My life Had purpose and made some sense Another warning, at two in the morning Hear my breathing --- The Bell - Amber Smith