Dark Of The Solitude

When cold takes away all the false heat, 

You gaze upwards to the starless night.

The emptiness hides the meaning,

As it strings the tune of a different kind.

For it is dark of the solitude

Which gives birth to the Inner Light.

Don't we all carry the seeds of the dancing stars,

Yet we fear fire burning inside our own hearts,

In the lost world of shadows and silhouettes,

As something shining hides behind the dark.

For it is dark of the solitude

Which gives birth to the inner light.