Midnights and Morality
sleep and peace in my mind's eye
waking cold sweats every night
taking a Midnight Swim in the sky
the most I can hope for is to survive
among the stars and blinding lights
we don't need sight where we are going
we won't need to fight, just keep rowing
bathe our scars in the pitch black space
scathe the stars under a sweet embrace
tread water just to find a new home
shed the skin and continue to roam
drink in the light from a thousand suns
shrink back right into a hopeless one
the black hole complex, stressed and left vexed
nothing is fixed only covered and eclipsed
forgotten now are your dreams
rotten now is your serene
no rest for the Midnight Swimmer
the light from your eyes ever dimmer
cling to hope and find rest
tomorrow, just be at your best
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