you were the dream that survivednnlost in the darkness of eternitynnyou were the hope kept alivennembraced by tomorrows that we all could never quite seennyou had a beauty deniednnyou were the momentnnbut here in this nightnnwhere your dream carries onnnnever quite there but it’s never quite gonennyou are the star that is wished uponnnforevernnyou were the one that believednnlong past when belief was a memorynnthe child time would never concedennfaith and tomorrow and all of the things that might bennyou had a beauty deniednna glittering momentnnbut here in this nightnnwhere your dream carries onnnnever quite there but it’s never quite gonennyou are the star that is wished uponnnforevernndo you believe in nightnndoes it hold you closennwhen you’re at your last cardnnpray hard, father, son & holy ghostnnstill the night rolls onnnbrings you to your kneesnnwhen you look back that farnneach scar, suddenly just starts to bleednnthe night it keeps burningnnwhile twisting and turningnnits way to tomorrownnits joys and its sorrowsnnour secrets beneath hernnwe drive each stake deepernnthen offer to barternnbut each deal is hardernnthe cloaks we keep changingnnwhile gliding through weddingsnnof nights to their morningnnof dreams to their dawningnnwhile reaching for momentsnnthe world has forbiddennnthe kindness inside themnnso carefully hiddennnthe pages keep turningnnbut no-one is learningnnthey feed them to pyresnnto stoke up their firesnnof ignorance, apathynnforbidding charitynnthe flames they grow highernncould such be desirednnand christ and confuciusnnare all their words uselessnnwe quote them in fractionsnnbut not in our actionsnnaurelius, and hugonnauden and gibrannnthe words they have writtennnseem so quickly gonennfor somewhere there’s dirtnnthat was once reddish mudnnfrom soaking up liquidnnthat was a man’s bloodnnbut both earth and godnnthey have deemed to forgivennso each year in the springnnnew flowers do livennand of all the authorsnnyour favorite was wildennwith each timeless storynnall penned with such stylennof fairytale kingdomsnnwhere ogres save childrennnand no gardens have wallsnnso all children might use themnnand since that’s the endingnnyou valued the mostnnyou cling to that cardnnfather, son & holy ghostnnfather, son & holy ghostnnfather, son & holy ghostnnfather, son & holy ghostnnfather, son & holy...nnbut here in this nightnnwhere your dream carries onnnnever quite there but it’s never quite gonennyou are the star that is wished uponnnforever