When the light comes flooding back

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If you see yourself at the end of the road
and wondering
where to begin again…
while all around you is darkness;
What would you do
when the light comes flooding back?

The world you are in is one big messy blur
of foggy highways
you’re on your way, but where to?
Just like being trapped in an endless eerie night
stalking the dawn…
But when it comes, would you be prepared
when the light comes flooding back?

And when at last your sleep is nigh
down to nature’s bed
where every weary traveler arrives;
The reaper of the soul, when it knocks,
Would it be a welcome or a bid goodbye?
when the light comes flooding…

if i were a soul…

if i were a soul,

i would mash all my troubles,

break away, and fly free!..

to where your love awaits.

 

 

if i were a soul,

i would journey through the moon,

beyond where our dreams are

coveted by the fallen stars.

 

 

if i were a soul,

i would watch where the sun goes

when her light leaves for the night

and console her woes of the day.

 

 

if i were a soul,

i would follow the wind

soar high up yonder..

reaching for heaven.

 

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