Brand new day

The sun comes up the day rolls on.
You compromise yourself and it all goes wrong.
By the time it sets and the shadows grow.
The gloom and of the night to come becomes your own.

So sleep on it and let it die the irony is when you do.
You'll rise refreshed and feel alright it's a brand new day for you.

Home.

Cross the dark unfamiliar heavens, to run my hands through dark familiar hair.
Cross the ever changing oceans, to see that ever constant stare.
Encase all my own earthly belongings, leave all I've ever loved and known.
To embrace the one for whom I'm longing,to be abroad but finally home.