The Alternative

Wake me when the light's pass,
We'll go and make the darkness last,
In heaven or hell we'll make our stand,
Cast away by the upper hand.

Life and death,
Living and dying,
Smiling and crying,
Failing and trying,
Somewhere between.

The horizon and the skyline,
The space in the middle,
The unfilled gaps,
Nothing but existence.

The written word
That falls off the page,
Anything to know
Is nothing that stays.

Still going not coming,
Not knowing,
Who's trying.
Giving up.

Wake me when the light's pass,
We'll go and make the darkness last,
In heaven or hell we'll make our stand,
Cast away by the upper hand.