I'm flying with the moonlight in the face of the rain
I'm riding the wind, treating the darkness with disdain
I'm singing to waves above whose clamor my voice cannot rise
I'm consecrating my songs to stars that live beyond our skies
I know not much more than love, and laughter and longing
The yearning for freedom and the need for belonging
But it's all I need on my journey to the other side of midnight
The darkness is mine, it's the blindness that gives me my sight.
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