Cold is the Night Wind
Dark is the night, and cold is the wind that is blowing,
Nearer and nearer comes the breakers’ roar;
Where shall I go, or whither fly for refuge?
Hide me till the storm is o’er.
Night time is the time where people are at their weakest and most vulnerable.
Or it is the mornings when one has just woken up only to feel all that he doesn’t want to feel?
Is that a theory, a hypo or what.
I don’t know, I just feel so.
- the core , the sentimental lover
s t a r m | s t May 25th, 2005
