The first night in the hostel toughest, no doubt about it
The first time night seems like long time to go
Felt hand burning and half minded when I left my place
I was into that cell, I saw the windows as bars slam home
Felt that’s when I know it’s for real
Days passed in the blink of an eye
Occupied by thoughts of the mind
Tenderness of the wind felt again
Time passes, it gets so you depend on them now
The part that counts in these three years
I remember my last night
Hard to leave the place once felt tough to stay