Sunlight streams blindly into the darkness
And the clouds evaporate into dust
The time has come for quiet reflection
Before idle thoughts ease into rust
We’re losing light, the day is gone
And I’m left with no words to say
In the silence so loud do you wonder
If it’s right, what we’ve done today?

If today still were yesterday
And tomorrow were not today
Maybe I’d know how to tell you
The things I’m scared to say
Which way is it to the final trail,
The final wooded path?
When I walk and laughter fades
I’ll utter, “Free at last”
“Free at last”

The past is not repeatable
And yet it plays for me again
It seems I’ve done this all before
But I couldn’t tell you when
Sunlight shines brightly in the darkness
Can you distinguish between love and lust?
Tonight in silent reflection
The wind becomes nothing but dust

If today still were yesterday
And tomorrow were not today
Maybe I’d know how to tell you
The things I’m scared to say
Which way is it to the final trail
The final wooded path
When I walk and laughter fades
I’ll utter, “Free at last”
“Free at last”

The past is not repeatable
And yet it plays for me again
It seems I’ve done this all before
Seems I’ve . . .