Headlight is Headlight at the end of the tunnel A beam of something inevitable I tried to run but soon stopped And curled up on the splitter There's no point in dodging that stare Headlight is the way Headlight is your way up.. A thousand contractions within a blink of an eye It's like a tidal wave of past, present and future and all the feelings piled up into one big moment of truth I shut my eyes tight and ask myself Why am I so..