Las Moradas

[Most problems are mind-forged manacles, in Blake's words]

Fools, they think I do not know the road I'm taking
If you meet me on the way, hesitating
That is just because I know which way I will choose
The corridors of discontent that I've been travelling
On the lonely search for truth, the world's so frightening
Nothing's going right today cos nothing ever does
Oooo, I don't wanna know your secrets
Oooo, they lie heavy on my head
Oooo, let's break the night with colour
Time for me to move ahead
Monday morning coming down like understanding
Momma thinks you are the ground, you're looking so frightening
Nothing's going right today cos nothing ever does
Oooo, I don't wanna know your secrets
Oooo, they lie heavy on my head
Time for me to break my cover
Time for me to move ahead

[Richard Ashcroft, Break the Night with Colour]