Here lies a tombstone with a story untold
In the ground lays a person a love can not hold
The dream we all have to live together and grow old
But it is to late when we realize how the story is told
It is not up to us to determine how the event unfold
Lost but yet there are still whispers within the dark
Why do every bad thing leave a deeper mark
A sense of peace but also a sense of belonging
Do I really want to give this up for a wretched existence
Have I finally stopped searching for a darker place to hide
Why is there that pinpoint of light in the welcoming darkness
There is always light within the dark and dark within the light
Who would risk dredging through a murky plain of darkness
Why do they suffer pain and anguish with me
Why do they try to save a sinking sailor entering the oceans bed
When the questions become endless and persistent
What do I decide in that one moment of solidarity
Then as quick a bolt of lightning I hear your voice
You whisper to me as i walk towards the pinpoint
Remember my child I will leave A light on