Last Hour of The Day

These are simple days 

I know how they start

And how they end

Sometimes a thought

comes to mind

I've been true to myself

Avoiding no questions

Forging solutions

And giving them time

I don't run and I don't hide

From my days of wondering

and my nights of longing

Or from the noise silence makes

In the last hour of the day

I haven't had much to say

And it'd do no good

If I'd decide to try

It's been a difficult time

to everyone after all

I've been careful

Roaming haunted corners

and corridors of the mind

Painting shadows on the wall

I don't run and I don't hide

From my days of wanting

and my nights of faltering

Or from the sense it all make

In the last hour of the day

And if it breaks my heart

It is also my saving grace

Just to know how much

difference the truth makes

In the last hour of the day