4 AM

Four AM moving hands Clarity comes and goes Sleep, she calls, I don't care I'd rather trade my soul instead For just a moment, anything A fleeting sense of serendipity Get me out, let me go I cannot feel this place anymore Purple fades to blue My eyes are as heavy as the moon The sun will rise, I will fall The same dance we've done before I know the time by the lights Of the laborers return Imagine waves far away As if it would help me now (The devil in my room just left The angels up above they cry Because they know I would choose This over and over again Because they know given time I would choose to relive this life)