Paroles de Recreation Day

1 step at the time Small progess seems futile But is as valuable as life I'm engaged to longing With sorrow as the ring Controlling me, denying me My every morning is in every way The beginning of a recreation day Time heals, but still the mourning reigns I still breath when the loss reminds me again I am here Life is fear & sorrow's all I know Am I in dept cause so it seems But what I owe I don't know Devoured by guilt & cursed beyond control My every morning is in every way The beginning of a recreation day