i grew to hate the morning light
prefer it dimly lit
make believe i see the trees
thru all the shit
the world through blurry eyes
what better place to leave
up and at 'em speaks the voice
of what could be

another day begins
do i sink or do i swim
in this pool of misty water
you left me in

faith holds out a hand to say
tomorrow could be greater than today
you've just got to hope
the wind will change

such youth is wasted
on the young
we reach a higher state
then turn into all the things
we're meant to hate

another day begins
do i frown or do i grin
at this pool of misty water
you left me in

hope holds out a hand to say
tomorrow could be greater than today
you've just got to pray
the wind will change

another day
another life
of better things to be
as this pool
of misty water
swallows me

in this pool of misty water
you left me in