Shifting, changing, nothing is the same
Tides waxing, moods waning
Light encroaching the sands
As the night reaches its end
Thoughts of the darkness soon will be powerless
As the power of the new dawn approaches …
Lighter, lighter, brighter and white
Gone in the instance the long dark night
Frequency lifting, higher, higher
Minds held by shadows lose that enchantment
Powerless to prevent … the doorways close
And the new way stands glowing before the minds of man
--- Matthew James
