Be still,
But this is a different kind of stillness
I am still, but restless
At night, a laying place for my worries
A morning, just a morning
Lonesome obstacles placed in my way
I am tense and life seemingly grey
Rowing a boat in uncertain tides
Night falls, time to be still
But where is peace to be bestowed on me?
A bonfire night, an angry sea
That is how the day ends, still, but not that STILL
