I'm proud to say I've come a long way
from stumbling through the briars,
stuck in the overgrown brambles
It was nothing more than I could handle,
though I did not know that then
with a heavy mind I waded past questions with no ends
where I'm short of answers,
I am not of faith
so I raised my hands, and I closed my eyes

and walked into my fate

I'm proud to say I made it through
though I did not come out alone
I met this place with who I was
and with the me I've wanted to know
we are one in the same.
waxing and waning and rising above,
we are the midnight flame.
Though I can never be her of the past
she shadows me as I take this path
of new hope, new strength, new solitude.
faces on the moon.