Alone in the Dark

Alone at the end of the day, my friend
Alone at the end of the day.
We must choose our own path;
We must make our own way
Alone in the dark at the end of the day.

We gather around friendship’s bright and warm flame;
Ideas fly like sparks, we all join in the game.
One by one, we drift off and the embers grow cold…
We each turn away with our stories untold.

Alone at the end of the day, my friend
Alone at the end of the day.
We must choose our own path;
We must make our own way
Alone in the dark at the end of the day.

And love draws us in, like a moth to a light;
We flitter, and flutter, and dance in delight.
The flame beckons brightly behind a glass wall…
Our wings beat ‘till broken, we falter and fall.

Alone at the end of the day, my friend
Alone at the end of the day.
We must choose our own path;
We must make our own way
Alone in the dark at the end of the day.

I must choose my own path;
I must go my own way
Alone…in the dark… at the end of the day.

but…

Little light within us all, come out and shine
Come out and show yourself to those
Who doubt, who fear…who don’t believe you’re here.

One light, one hope, one truth, one way…
Until there’s no dark at the end of the day.

If every soul would open wide
And shine the light that glows inside
Then dark would fail, and light prevail
And none would mourn, and all be born in…

One light, one hope, one truth, one way…
We’ll walk in the light at the end of the day.