Your Darkest Hour

You stand next to the window

"With the care given a rhyme" was all you said

You turned to go, but then you whispered

"I walk a narrow line inside my head"

Then with every step unsure

You staggered to the door

The pressure caving in

Old resolve tested once more

While you cast a sidelong glance

Your mind begins to dance

Alone in this at last

It was your darkest hour

Your eyes seem so hollow

You don't recognize my face

Don't know my name

A teardrop falls next to the window

The pieces fall but who's to blame?

Then a fevered pitch is reached

Your emotions have been breached

A whirlwind in your head

You see no chance of release

And in one desperate show of power

The waves of fear will devour

Alone in this at last

Your darkest hour

You stand outside the window

The cold sea air surrounds you in the night

So you send your heart over the water

The question wells inside you, were you right?

And like all those times before

Standing at the edge of war

You turn your eyes inside

The window that you're looking for

While you push my arms away

You don't hear a word I'm saying to you

Alone in this at last

Your darkest hour