Ultraviolet

Lost

Weak with tired eyes

I am staring at light

The shadow of the sun

Rising red

I am able to see

Better than, it's better than

All that you could have imagined

Eyes closed, still see

Images of light

Can’t forget what you are

Fall on your knees

Your misery's welcome

Bow your head

Crawling on desperate

Shaking hands

And pray that they don't see

Your fall from grace

Scouring the gutters

To find your worth

But you’ll never find it

Father

I'm on my knees

Begging, begging

Turn your head

Look away

Turn your head and look away

Father

I am here

Begging

Turn your head and look away