"Holy Light"
The world fades into red as the sunset slips into gray
And seconds pass, and seasons go.
From up on high I spotted a flock of dead birds
Flying west, into that sunset.
I spread my wing from up on high
And I, closing my eyes, attempt to fly.
But watch me fall as I become one
In unity with the dead, into that sunset.
By the morning, I’ll be gone
By the morning, I’ll rot.
No goodbyes for you
No goodbyes for you.
By the morning, I’ll be gone
By the morning, I’ll rot.
I was so far up, so high up
Yet I jumped, I gave it all to God.
I followed blindly, screaming violently
To the sun, to the light!
Yet, here I fall, here I lay
Here I stay with the flock of the dead.
I had it all, yet it wasn’t enough
It was never enough, I needed to follow the sun.
By the morning, I’ll be gone
By the morning, I’ll rot.
No goodbyes for you
No goodbyes for you.
By the morning, I’ll be gone
By the morning, I’ll rot.
If there’s one piece of advice I’d like to give
To the old, to the young, to the strong
Don’t follow a sun that’s miles away
Don’t follow a sun, keep it away.
The light may be appealing,
It might give you hope,
But you’ll see you’re wrong once you have died
Just like me.
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