Another Day - Paradise Lost

Another day and the guilt is gone

Another day will stress the weak and the strong

Just a memory that we’ve become

I have taken without warning

When the day has just begun…

A summers day

And my blood runs cold

I can hear you in the morning

As I’m reaching out to haunt you

A summers day

And my blood runs cold

You will never hear me calling

As I’m reaching to destroy you

Another day won’t ease the sorrow

Another day will help frustration to grow

All the pictures and the face of hope

I have taken without warning

When the day has just begun…