Tell me what you wanted here, then lead me to the light. Forget my never-ending blight. Tell me where the stars are from, and how you have their light. Walk into the night. Leave me be to stand alone, to contemplate my plight. Don't go out of my sight. I am lost, and you are found. Forgive for my unenlightenment. Throw out your tight-rope, so that I might be judged. This depends on much more, than just my sear might. Hold my hand, far or near. And make my darkness bright.