Goodwen
A light in our darkest hour
My dues are paid, the day is done, and I am crashing from the bout. I've been on since the sun hath risen and it's time that I clock out. I'm a slave unto this spotlight being chained here to my stage. I have done my tricks for others like an animal encaged. Where do I turn? And where does it end?Everyone expects so much of me when time is not my friend. There is a peace that passeth all understanding.There is a Light in our darkest hour.
From Letras Mania