Not The Night Wind Nana Grizol

Morning breeze comes blowing in as pressure starts to fade
Me I wake up early now, I know it's a cliche
Oh, but you'll never find me sleeping at the end of any day
It's far too much to find my primed imagination
It wonders through the night despite my petty protestation
But you'll never know; I won't disclose the worried state I'm in
I do so value my composure; it's unclear where to begin
Between the headlines read and endless dread or anxious moments when
I just interpret with the best faith that I can
But uncertainty unwelcome always comes to foil my carefullest laid plans

There are things we didn't ever used to talk about
The excitement in the evening just before the stars came out
Like the rustling in the shadows in the park
Like how we wandered off alone to find what we feel in the dark
Like how it doesn't just get easy 'cause you start

With your head laid on the shoulder of some boy you barely knew
Your unsleeping mind meandered through the things you did and didn't do
And certain in the morning you'd remember it was true
And on the wings of it you flew into the next town
For the next few days you smiled and said you're glad you came around
Oh, but the blowback's never easy when you're not sure what it means
The flip side of euphoria is still this mess it seems
And when you found a path less traveled doubt just climbed inside your dream
There's always something saying you're not obeying
Some central laid out principles of being