Basking in the dry light of the midnight sun
shuddering fear of choice we all must make.
Following the twisted rivers of unshed tears
fleeing the ancient monsters of our uncertainty.
A thousand generations of one who wonders...
who wanders alone amongst the legion of man
There upon shallow horizon it appears
Brilliant star burst falling on closed ears
If only i could open up sealed eyes
mine own and others too.
See me please my midday star,
for to be seen is to know you ARE.