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.
