Down my lover, down my child, away my former beings
Fortune never shined inside the light you pour to me
Down my lover, down my child, away my former beings
Fortune never shined inside the light you pour to me

Fourteen Seventeen times I've been denied

(I was totally wrong. The morning arrives with new hope and optimism. After lengths of time that rapidly fade. Eventually, as always, the thoughts of better times give way to fear and inevitable conflict here we found ourselves, again)