Into the Light - Polar Lights

Painted Faces on my ceiling

Staring Down into the night

Songs of hope, the art of deceiving

Gently shivers

Into The Light

Looking past these walls of tradition

Will I tremble or will they fall

Will you say that I’m afraid

Afraid to take the fall

But if I roll the dice

Take my chances and swim against the tide

Will you say that I’m afraid

Will you say

Afraid of what we’ve become

The taste of ink on our tongues

I’m setting sail into the horizon

I’m a sinking ship

But I’m diving into seasons

And if the sands of time don’t dry me out

I’ll set sail into the horizon

I’m a sinking ship

But I’m diving into seasons

Working hard

Through the winter snow

Digging into mountains of gold

Drinking out

Of wishing wells

Until it all

Shatters and falls

Painted faces on my ceiling

Lead me out into the light

Before I give into the world’s rebuke

Show me what I cannot find

But if I roll the dice

Take my chances and swim against the tide

Will you say that I’m afraid

Will you say

Afraid of what we’ve become

The taste of ink on our tongues

I’m setting sail into the horizon

I’m a sinking ship

But I’m diving into seasons

And if the sands of time don’t dry me out

I’ll set sail into the horizon

I’m a sinking ship

But I’m diving into seasons

Painted Faces on my ceiling

Staring Down into the night

Songs of hope, the art of deceiving

Gently shivers

Into The Light