THE AIR IS SLOWLY CRUSHED OUT OF ME
MY HEART IS BEATING FURIOUSLY
WILL TOMORROW BE A BRIGHTER DAY
HOW MANY TIMES HAVE I ASKED THAT QUESTION

THE LIGHT HURTS MY EYES
I TRY SO HARD TO SEE
IS THERE A PLACE IN THIS WORLD
A PLACE ANYWHERE FOR ME

YESTERDAY IS GONE AND THIS SECOND PASSES
STILL NO ANSWER TO MY QUESTIONS
HOW MANY DAYS WILL I GO
HOW FAR IN THIS ABYSS WILL I FALL
DOES ANYONE, ANYWHERE KNOW

I SHALL REST, FOR THIS DAY HAS ENDED 
AND TOMORROW WILL BRING A NEW SET OF QUERIES
ALL OF THEM LEADING TO THE SAME PLACE
TO THE MIRROR THAT'S YET TO HAVE A FACE