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.

It’s a runaway train heading towards a crowd.
You’re all dead now.
You’re all dead now.
Keep treading in your wading pools
too scared to face the sea
you’ll be dragged under
and then you’ll think of me.
I’m the conductor of this train
and you’re stuck out on the tracks
red along the iron-ways
but I bet I make it back