The Darkest of Nights
Alone In the dark
It´s a dark, dark night, with no moon nor stars,
Not one shooting star to give a little light.
That´s a dark, dark night.
No street lights to give help, no nearby dwellings with some light.
Just you, and this dark, dark night.
It´s a cold, cold, place, with stone cellar floors.
you are walking barefoot on cold slabs as before,
and the walls are wet from rain of many nights before.
It´s a cold cold, place and a cold cellar floor..
It´s a deep, deep, loneliness down inside your heart,
if you find yourself like this, cold and in the dark.
It´s a deep , deep loneliness, nobody can share,
Dark, cold and damp and only you are there.
Alone... is not the same. Alone can be desirable.
Alone can give you space to breathe, alone you can create.
Write or paint or draw, and give out so much more.
But loneliness is different
Lonely in a crowd,
Lonely lying next to someone,
Lonely when you´re lost.
Lonely when you´re found.
Lonely in the day.
Lonely in the night..........
A dark, dark night which the stars and moon ´ve abandoned,
and left you crying here, tearing at your heart
because the loneliness reminds you that you´re so far apart.
If you´re lonely and apart, and the pain is in your heart,
Then it´s dark, dark, dark....
The cellar floor gets colder as the night gets colder still
You´ve nothing for your feet.... ... can´t find a single thing.
Find nothing in this dark, you only have yourself,
Wet walls, dark night, cold floor and ... you..
This is a dark dark night for sure.
Sweet one, turn your attention to what´s inside your mind,
Ask yourself the question. Why are you left behind?
Left behind to be alone in dark and damp despair
In this place that makes you feel that soon there´ll be no air.!
Don´t panic, little one, does night forever last?
Keep your senses , dear one, you know the night will pass.
And when the sun drifts lightly, streaking through those bars,
You´ll know that daylight´s coming. No need for moon and stars.
The day can make you better, feel the sun upon your face...
Help you to forget that you were ever in this place.
Whe morning comes you´ll know it, you´ll not even need a key,
Just walk across the stone, cold floor until the stairs you´ll see.
Up and up you walk , wake up!!! and out the door.!
You´´re free you´ll see... yes it´s true, you´re free!......
You didn´see behind the door, the long stone staircase,
You didn´t see the cold, stone floor, down inside a cellar.
But now you know and must remember......
No need for you to go there ... EVER......
Never again go down into,,.......
.....the dark, dark, night.....!
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