It is but a long and dreary night

Upon the sill of this balcony, no light

For I have lived this way for many years

And I have shed more than a thousand tears

 

We all have demons in which we hide

Though some of them shalst coincide

Night shall pass, and dawn shall rise

And all of which I will despise

 

A burning flame will light the torch

My mind fades and my heart is scorched

But none of which will kill my soul

It's not half-empty, the glass is half-full

 

But sometimes seeing this peace of mind

Will fail to work, and our thoughts will grind

Upon this burning torch we light

A darkened pathway, for you and I

 

They say "remember, remember, the 5th of November"

But my soul's still on fire, why can't they remember

That all I have gained, and all I have lost

Was in November, is it yet December?

 

So know this, bearer of doom

This is my life, this is my tomb

It's my request, my final plea

Nail shut the coffin and leave me be

 

 

For a torch leaves me ablaze

And my lungs, they fill with ash

This cup may stay half-full

But it will be my last