Annie, our light is locked up And it is not coming through And that is something on me, not on you It's just something I am working through For the restless, the tired, and tried It's a sure sign of blood But there's a peace and a still to this night And I am not giving up There are those that will say it's alright But is it to trust? Is there villainy in thinking it's time? Well, that's just something I am working through… Something I am working through It's just something I am working through