There's one day in a month
When the sky is very dark
And with it comes the shadows of humanity
But we'd be lucky to have wars last only one night
Shrouded in blackness, we are the horrors that cause nightmares

The crescent, with its sliver of paleness
It is the overpowering hand of discrimination
Destruction comes in many different forms
Curved like a scythe and sharp at the tips
Oddly shaped, we are those who judge so wrongly

The moon in its first quarter shows more than good and evil
It houses purity and serenity in white
But the other half is black with invinsibilty and unkindness
It is split in half like a heart torn between two decisions
Opposite colors, we are the creators of love and hate

Brighter and bigger the gibbous moon is ignorance
The incomplete light is a lack of awareness to global conflicts
Poverty is ignored and wars happen "some place else"
Drugs and abuse are only scenes from dramatic movies
Partially dark, we are those who don't live for the benefit of others

But when the moon is at its fullest, its brightest
We can see our world completely out of the darkness
With no black to shield our eyes we see the truth
Reality hits our senses and we long for forgiveness
Illumination, we are those who regret our mistakes

I need help
The one thing I can't voice
A cry that remains unheard
By all ears
Except for my own

I need help
The one thing I can't show
A mask that remains unseen
By all eyes
Except for my own

I need help
The one thing I can't feel
A burden that remains untouched
By all shoulders
Except for my own

I need help
The one thing I can't have
A thought that remains unknown
By all minds
Except for my own

Then I was a child
Then times were wild
Then knowledge slipped past my understanding
Then I was in flight and afraid of landing

Because...

Then I was a different person from now
I hear it in my voice and see it in my body yet I still don't know how
Now I am far bigger than I was then
Yet I am smaller on the inside and my memories must comfort me again

Because...

Now I'm still young though not young enough
Now times are merciless and tough
Now happiness has slipped past my sight
Now I've landed and I fear flight

I've done things, I wish I could undo

I've regretted them, and this is very true

But what is a lie

Is that if I were to die

I'd cast myself away

And regret who I am, on my dying day



There have been mistakes I've made

And debts I've paid

But I wouldn't want to live

If there was no gift to give

I wouldn't want to stay

I'd wish to go, on my dying day



I've had frowns and smiles

I've travelled millions of miles

I've been all the places I've wished to be

I've seen all the things I've wished to see

So when I know it's time, I'll be okay

I'll be satisfied, on my dying day