Matcha With The Sun

Monita Tahalea

The night is quiet
But my heart beats like a running clock
(Tick-tock, tick, tick-tock, tick)

Try to close my eyes
But my thoughts dance in a wandering pulse
(Ba dump ba dump, ba dump ba dump)

Another night
Lost to a war inside my head
In restless dark
I sing a psalm
Be still and know

Breathe in, hold on
Exhale, let go
Let morning come
And try again

Half-dream-half-awake somewhere
Between longing and being at peace
Maybe tomorrow
I'll drink my matcha with the sun