Lupen Crook - Black Candles lyrics

The lights are out but I'm not afraid What's with that? What's with that? I remember a time when . . . The lights were out and I was so afraid I miss that I miss that We've grown like fathers, an age under the bed Not a care for the wicked or the wrong Less a tear, just a place on our own I hope they never find you, this place is not for you The math is backwards words that will perplex But the saying as it goes is often kept For reasons we would like to rhyme, and rhymes we'd like to sing But that as they say, ain't why we're here Don't light your candles for the dead It's us they cry for, it's us they left Your broken heart is like a prize Your broken heart lets you know that you're alive So light your candles if you dare A stiff tradition for a devil don't care