Would this last, would that end...

Walking an empty lane,
all along alone...
In silence i hum a song,
all on my own...

Whites on my way,
cheer me up as i go...
Black all hands at bay,
Keep me at my toes...

I am not  hurt, and i ain't lost,
not smashed, not cursed,not burnt, nor shot...
Somedays it just comes easy,
Most days i end up lost...

Drawing me into submission,
above me stands an angel from heaven...
she closes my eyes and tucks me down,
and sings for me all night long...

I peek and smile and peek again,
running into a brighter lane...
wake up to find i haven't slept
I cover myself again and feel blessed...

I close my eyes, to sleep again,
Feel perturbed but try to pretend...
ward off the distant troubled thought,
would this last and would that end...

All thoughts in my mind and nothing less,
Nothing more than what it seems...
I stop there and walk and stop again,
In silence i hum the song again...

And i run and run, and slow down then,
In silence i stand as the song ends...
And then the thoughts all cease to rain,
I start to build my sleep again...

Just keep the thoughts all injected,
With tired songs in tired tones...
I stand there and i watch her go,
And i stand there,all over again, all alone...
Something stays at the back of my mind,
The song that plays all over again !!!