Illusions
12: Here we are safe
The sound of birds are fading
As the day withdraws its light
And we're filled with expectations
As we gaze upon the night
Comforting ourselves thinking
Here we are safe
Trying to forget
That we are transient
Behind the wooden doors
We shelter from the wild
Alone we are like islands
Drifting in the ocean
Comforting ourselves thinking
Here we are safe
Trying to forget
That we are transient