protect the innocent from terrible dreams

There is a crack in everything
That's how the light gets in

-- Leonard Cohen "Anthem"


When almost all is taken
Realize you need not much

Born with no expectation, eyes shut
Loving arms surround and warmth unseen

Protect the innocent
From terrible dreams

Played like a fiddle
But out of tune
I will be here tomorrow
Picking up the ruins

You put me in a bad place
Struggling for life
But no more complaints
No hardship nor strife

I survived the darkness
I can see the light

That which is still here
Though broken and worn
Will be here tomorrow
No longer as torn

-- Brian Danchilla