i’m living my life in a deep shade of gray
in the hours between when the sun dies and the moon will rise
the sun has ceased to light the path before me and
the moon has not shown to hide the fear in my heart
these dark hours hold no hope and bring no peace
i am left exposed by failing light
to all the waking terrors of night
Show me a light, that doesn’t shine in predator eyes

come and find me
lost in a wasteland of broken dreams
searching for the life that was promised me
When simple things have become a commodity
Where is the future, but lost in the memories that lie behind