I met a man on the road to despair
He asks why I am standing there
I tell him I am afraid of the path ahead
Something about it fills me with dread
I point to the beyond and explain
I can see something waiting for me at the end of the plain
He looks into me with his knowing eyes dressed in pain
Approaching my soul that has frozen still
"But darling..." He says  "don't you know? if you stare too long into the darkness expecting to see something, you will."