So does our fear of the dark.
The unknown fog makes us scared,
Long, lonely, nights for which we're unprepared.
But we've got hope.
There's always star-lit skies to help me find my way,
As we pray that maybe we're not really so alone,
Cause people are always looking for us.
Find your map,
Draw the line.
This is no time for a nap,
Keep going and you'll be fine.
Please come find me,
I've been lost for eternity.
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