The future is born On the cusp of the dream Of an imaginings moment Touching on the theme We've danced this dance before A memory so clean My future is born in the mists Of a memory I've dreamed Will I always take for granted that which, set me free? Standing silently in the dark, an emptiness overwhelming Watching, waiting, with the shadowy eyes of night Furtive figures, blackness upon black Weaving through the witching hours, shadows without light Neon with its cold unpleasant glow Shuns the dark and turns alone Pools of shadow now burning bright The night air breathes me in and spits me out It expands, blooms in my mind Plans and dreams now flicker and fade to blackness... consumes me Watching waiting with the Shadowy eyes of night Furtive figures, blackness upon black Weaving through the witching hours, shadows without light Neon with its cold unpleasant glow Shuns the dark, embracing light, finally all alone My certainty has me blinded To a truth I cannot see Like I need to be reminded Of a love that cannot be Hope lies there alone and dead and your life is the light that guides me I've gone all in, it's hit or miss and everything's laying on the line Life is a game We all expire in the end