Sometimes
Sometimes the Night envies the Day
But mostly it's the other way.
Sometimes the Faithless like to Pray
But mostly godless do they stay
Sometimes the guilty have to pay
But mostly they're innocent, they say
Sometimes from death we can be saved
But mostly there's no other way
Sometimes the hurt just goes away
But mostly it chooses to stay.
Sometimes I feel like I'm beginning to sway
But mostly I know I'm okay.