An avalanche of despair, thunders and crashes down
This world doesn't let you dream, echoes are calling
No sign of hope in the emptiness, there is no sound
In the world in which I live, a revelation is dawning
I stare into the void, I fear there's no sacred ground
I pray that I endure, and find a new hope spawning
But know that's despair, not any inspiration found
“The nearer the dawn
the darker the night.”
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
This world doesn't let you dream, echoes are calling
No sign of hope in the emptiness, there is no sound
In the world in which I live, a revelation is dawning
I stare into the void, I fear there's no sacred ground
I pray that I endure, and find a new hope spawning
But know that's despair, not any inspiration found
“The nearer the dawn
the darker the night.”
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
