evergrey
recreation day
1 step at the time Small progress seems futile But is as valuable as life I'm engaged to longing With sorrow as the ring Controlling me, denying me My every morning is in every way The beginning of a recreation day Time heals, but still the mourning reigns I still breath when the loss reminds me again I am here  Life is fear and sorrow's all I know Am I in dept cause so it seems But what I owe I don't know  Devoured by guilt and cursed beyond control My every morning is in every way The beginning of a recreation day