Hide in the light

Sometimes just the fact,
That facts turn into reasons,
Becomes reasons to hide,
Hide from the seasons.

And sometimes the world,
Causes our world to tremble,
Trembling in firery fear,
And the fear to disassemble.

So sometimes it's ok,
To not be ok in the night,
Because night time brings darkness,
And darkness finds we hide in the light,

When it comes around.

© 2011 The Still Air