And although I’m all grown up
I still get confused.
I stumble through the dark
Getting bumped and bruised.
When night gets in my way
I could still hear my Grandma say
She said, child we are all moons in the dark of night.
Ain’t no morning gonna come ‘til the time is right.
Can’t get to better days lest you make it through the night.
You gotta make it through the night, yes you do.
From song “Better Days” by Dianne Reeves