The Light


When you fear your future’s faded

When you’re growing grey and thin

When your chips have all been traded

And you feel you’ll never win


When you start to wane and wallow

In intrepid, toxic times

There’s a light for you to follow

A light inside you shines


It’s a light that fills your soul

And makes you who you are

Brightens the bleakest, blackest hole

Heals the deepest, darkest scar


In the corpus of commotion

Let that beautiful beacon beam

Across the unforgiving ocean

From the lighthouse of your dreams.


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