Yeah shit is bleak - we've seen it and worried,
our timid leaps get knee-deep and buried,
entire weeks where I swear I can barely rise.
Electrical fits,
tantrums and prayers,
pride un-does what mercy repairs,
the pits of this,
toss a match to it and start again.
The absence of light is its own stubborn light - no light is a light,
no light is the true light,
and there is no light so there is a light so there is no light so there is a light!
Though we've been denied too much hope in our lives
let tonight be the night when it ends.
Tell me there is a light!
There is a light!
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