2AM Again

It's a habit Routine, Wake up at 2 Never the afternoon But deep in the night Nothing is said to happen I don't have anything planned There is no reason for me to wake But still I do Like an obligation When it is 2 Everything stops My reality takes a detour And leaves me behind I feel free for those moments As if a gentle breeze caress As if the sun just began to set As if I don't really exist at all As if this hour spoke another language Only I and it understands And as the hour ends I am left with 3 3 doesn't have a connection with me It just shakes its head, tells me 'no' So I'll just sleep until it's 2 again