Entrance to a new day again, Sequel to my every morning entrada. First fumble steps towards the twilight, Through the suspicious veil of tranquillity. As i scramble in the dim greyness, Watching my each careful pace. These lonesome trails of abandoned, Dispersing deeper without a trace. Again vanished what i craved inside, The obscure landed to cover the tracks. So i couldn't even find the way back, Not to mention the path towards... Strolling around the never-ending circle, Trying to escape the inevitable truth. Full of sadness this perpetual moment, After previous ends a new era begins. I hope tomorrow today is yesterday...