At dawn the moon dropped behind the sheets of the sky
And as the sun arose from its slumber, and the birds cry
A different day and another tomorrow arrives
Sun reflects on the water creating an image of blood spilled skies
I awake in the comfort of strangers
I raise with the dead, I take the ghost train to work, going fast
All my dreams have disappeared into yesterdays past
Empty faces of societies soldiers walk side by side
The friends from yesterday, have past away and died
I walk in the comfort of strangers
The 24 hours that make my day go so quick
Makes my blood colder and my words begin to stick
I mumble a language that simply gets me past my fears
A tone of nothingness as everything i say falls on deaf ears
I bargain with the comfort of strangers
Night comes and the man in the moon becomes my best friend
He reminds me another day is at an end
Tiredness consumes me and i close my eyes
I drift into a world that never lies
I sleep with the comfort of strangers
