I used to be drawn to the light in the night
But I'm getting kind of used to the dark
So now I try ..... to rely
On what I believe is my second sight
Whenever I turn around - to look back
On the places I've been
I pay the price by having all my thoughts
Become tattered as they get scattered in the wind

Never realized how much it mattered
Till I saw it all gets scattered
And I realized what I had lost
Then as my thoughts and my feelings battled
That caused me so much confusion I became addled
I began to believe my wires were crossed

And it always hurt more
Than it did the time before
Because it always tore ...always tore
Right down to the core
It always tore ....right down to the core

The darkness that surrounds me
Seems to have found me
In a place that I just can't escape
Even when dark is replaced by the  light
Still I'm bound by forces
That I don't know how to fight
Even if I could- my energy is all spent
And I don't really know where it went

I used to be drawn to the light in the night
But I've gotten kind of used to the dark
And I'm slowly losing the time that I had
As I expire at the bottom of this jar
I took so many falls - as I slammed the glass walls
So as it is that I am now .....shuffling off
I'm trying once more
To  uncross my wires - in hopes of creating an arc
Going to...go out with style
Just..... one..... last...
One last ...
One last... one...one... one....

.....One last spark!
Cli...CLI....CLICK !!