Even In Darkest Days - Fabby Even in hardest days Even in darkest days... Where the darkness and the thick rain They invade my days, my thoughts A cold, almost freezing wind passes by me Dark and gloomy gothic theme Underworld subculture, underground, unground... Even in these dark days of bitter sadness I can unwind and try to relax, I try to relax Mists of time have not erased my memories I don't have the veils of oblivion I remember all the good times I had Even in hardest days Even in darkest days... Good thoughts, good words, good intentions Ward off suicidal thoughts I don't kill myself, I don't commit suicide Don't commit suicide, don't kill each other Self-boycott, self-boycott, self-depreciation, sadness, depression, loneliness Even in hardest days Even in darkest days... I rescue myself I save myself, I save you, I save them I'm woman safe, free Living is not a book of forgetfulness My memory is great I remember mine Present, Past, Future I remember myself, everything and everyone Details, hugs, smiles, family, neighbors Colleagues, friends, loves My book of glorious memories There are many bright pages, experiences Emerging leading me to a happy new reality I close the book with a golden key because the power is in me I reopen a new book and rewrite my wonderful new reality In all lifes I am a free and happy woman I sing, play, compose, translate, produce, sculpt, paint, draw, help, learn, teach Live, live life, live, I'm alive Live life Living the life