Poring over books till moonlight fades,
Silent halls echo alone.
Who deciphers shadows in my veins,
So down yet still I trace the light.
Quicksand dreams suck me underground,
But forward I must crawl.
No hand to hold in this endless night,
But Iโ ll keep fighting for the dawn.
No voice to hear in the hollow dark,
But Iโ ll keep singing through the storm.
No hand to hold in this endless night,
But Iโ ll keep reaching for the sky.
No voice to hear in the hollow dark,
But Iโ ll keep dreaming till I fly.
Pages turn like seasons in my hands,
Time slips through like grains of sand.
Who can read the weight I bear,
So lost yet still I meet the glare.
Quicksand dreams suck me underground,
But forward I must crawl.
No hand to hold in this endless night,
But Iโ ll keep fighting for the dawn.
No voice to hear in the hollow dark,
But Iโ ll keep singing through the storm.
No hand to hold in this endless night,
But Iโ ll keep reaching for the sky.
No voice to hear in the hollow dark,
But Iโ ll keep dreaming till I fly.
Maybe one day the shadows will break,
Maybe one day the light wonโ t fade.
Till then Iโ ll walk this road alone,
With every step Iโ ll find my own.
No hand to hold in this endless night,
But Iโ ll keep fighting for the dawn.
No voice to hear in the hollow dark,
But Iโ ll keep singing through the storm.
No hand to hold in this endless night,
But Iโ ll keep reaching for the sky.
No voice to hear in the hollow dark,
But Iโ ll keep dreaming till I fly.