We are blind in hope. Our hope is lost We count down the hours for the sun to rise again, hoping to create a new day but our hope is lost
We haven’t seen the light in so long It’s fading into stories that are fading into rumors that are fading into myths This morning we will sing songs of memories long forgotten of hymns now turned to dust. At first light, we will sing our praises That turned to dirges in the night.
Our voices dissipate into the night Fractions of song ricochet off of our tongues and are swallowed by the fog that chills our core.
We are lost and alone
Will be found? Will be found? Will we be found?
Coming home Empty house Learning how To live without
Knowing this won’t last. We won’t last. You won’t last. I won’t last.
Our hearts blended into one voice, and our voice became a song. (Don’t leave us alone like this) (I’m sorry it had to come to this) The song we sang lasted for hours, but now the song is gone. (We’ll never make it on our own) (It’s your turn to wait for us)