When the speakers stop blaring…
When the voices cease muttering…
When the energy dies…
What will my heart say?
When the colors fade
And the darkness rolls in…
When the only way out
Is the way I came in…
Will I stand firm?
Because I long for closeness
A comfort and a healing
But it’s hard to see light
When you’re searching for a feeling
When Dawn breaks the sky…
When the Sun brings its light…
When the world is laid bare…
Where will I be standing?
When the party closes shop
And packs up its illusions…
When the world is woken up,
Drunken with delusions…
Where will I be standing?
Because I know I want closeness
A comfort and a healing
So I'll follow that narrow road to Light
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