I went outside to catch a deep breath I captured the freeze breath Dwelling on the old days of protest I went to bed with thoughts on my mind I Couldn't sleep well so I passed by the time Singing the songs of the old days rhymes I went into the morning feeling so lonely The thoughts left me, I wish they would hold me Praying for the old days when there were no mourning I came from this dream awake and tamed Knowing now that what I whitnessed was just old pain Flowing from my pores I went about the new days