Allergic to Mornings

scared of what the day will bring
Chalk down all your fears
Hide your thoughts within
out of reach where no one can see them
Let your mind sleep in
Lazy days there to take
Slow right down my friend
Your problems there not fake
Sometimes the wheels come off
But don't let the walls come in
Surround yourself with love
And life it might surprise you
Manifest all your good intentions
watching them all come true
Come out from under those covers
They're no longer tbe armour for you
Let me dispose of all your darkness
Lock it up and throw away the key
It would be my only purpose
give you some relief
Let an idea catch a fire within
You don't get short down for thinking
Or you might miss it for blinking
Imagine your mind is clear
Crystal like a diamond
Shovel in his hands
Two red right hands
Instead of two left feet
Come up to greet
Entice you from you're seat
The blood on those hands
Comes from far away lands
And just around the corner where the old man stands