Kinds Of Solitude At Night

When dreams into nightmares fall

I close the door to shadows' land

visions haunt my heart and soul

sweet smell of all the memories in the air

yearning to be carried away

falling to their charm

numb throughout the day

counting hours

pining for a change

desire to escape

all my thoughts is automatic

trying to fight them I wish that I could feel so

calm when the night is falling

calm when the night is in the air

calm when the night is close

come with the darkest night