Dark Is The Night

This, when the sun has been away for quite some time. And I start to see silhouettes come to life. Shadows in 3D, walking our streets freely. And the moon shines too far away. When all it ever does is outline the darkness... Its hard to meditate, when my mind drifts away from source... And my thoughts scatter like the light conditions in the night scenes. Trying to take your advice, maybe it'll guide me like street lights. Where is the balance between day and night? When my days have gone dark, and m nights become day. So I wake up to darkness, and sleep with my eyes open. What it peaceful rest when my pillows are filled with cement? Where is hope when my dreams are too heavy for my shoulders to carry? This when, the world is a dark street, and the only light I can shine is in my heart