Ghandi

Sometimes i smile at jokes that were said yesterday
i finally get it
I keep forgetting to think until it's late
late sits on the edge of too late
I wonder why time goes faster in the early morning
like the world is running late
We walk around keeping ourselves under strict surveillance
abiding by social law 
When will we own ourselves completely?
the moon is bright
and in the shadows we are us
and in secret conversations we send our guards home to be with their families
This is the true light
the light of who we really are
Who i am
And tonight is not the last time I'll see the light.