Slow Burner

From where it starts to where it ends After twelve months of winter the new year's ahead Without fireworks and without room for change I throw my head in the pillow Laying low in the sweetest of dreams Burning slow in the dark of the night Hiding from a world that's drowning in its schemes No, no, no, I don't want to take part anymore Everything around me is in decline Discontent is eating me from the inside I don't know what to do Without a new sunrise there'll be no Headroom for me to keep up with your society I throw my head in the pillow Laying low in the sweetest of dreams My hands are trying to cover my ears protecting me from reality's screams No, no, no, I don't want to take part anymore Everything around me is in decline Discontent is eating me from the inside I don't know what to do Without a new sunrise there'll be no Headroom for me to keep up with your society Every beginning comes to an end Every beginning comes to an end Until I wake again