Sight returns Before cruel thought There’s such grief in waking I long to drift unknowing here But memory soon Breaks me anew Again that dreadful whisper It moves across the drowning tide I hide in broken towers But still it knows all that I’ve done Will I become this darkness? Will I forget all that I was? Only you There’s only you Now the ghosts drifting forward In the dark of the void But I do not stand alone As I ever have before And I hear the words resound In your voice, “take my hand” No, I do not stand alone As I ever have before And I hear the words resound In your voice, “take my hand” No, I do not stand alone as I ever have before Here we stand at the heart Of this hopeless world of chaos No we do not stand alone As we ever have before