The darkness seems to be closing in.
How do we make it go away?
Where do we begin?
Can it be done today?
The light is fading, it’s getting dim.
We need to find a way out.
Our hope is looking grim.
We need to find a way to change this about.
My eyes are beginning to slip.
You want me to keep holding on
But I seem to be losing my grip.
I’m already gone.