but the day provides its light
but my eyes are not dim
but the day-break is every man's pleasure
but the blue sky is to my eyes a cloud
and the sharpest moment of my eyes is the night
for I only see by night

through the trials an travails
in this game of fall and rise life offers
I see a new me at each escape route
something sprout in me as the tree sprouts again
though I never desire the night's walk
but I can only see by night

how I wish there were no night
that I may not hit my leg at stones
or that it's always night
so that a stronger me will soon rise
but the night and day exchange baton
and this makes for the perfect man I am
for now I see by night and day