Restless and lonely at the end of the
world
Where storm's rage is it's only herald
Clouds gather as they say the end is
near
Madmen kissed by passions of crazy fear
A trembling in my uprooted soul
Stirring frustrations left never
consoled
Wind whipped cries the night air makes
Sing a song of the spirit's secret
aches
City lights shimmer against frosted
night
Those seeking comfort in sin's
delicious bite
They'll press on for what all they do
seek
Everybody knows not just the flesh
that's weak
Can't I just reach out for only a touch
But then would that ever be just enough
My senses are hungry, screaming to be
fed
Taken down any dark path they could be
led
Some say there's a great war coming at
the end
Where mighty nations surely crumple and
bend
Look, they cry, to the wisdom of
another age
The gift of foresight from the tireless
sage
And somehow it's gotten so far from
here to there
Where city's people play out on their
end game scare
New dawn is coming, first hoped for
light
Surely we all know it's not our final
night
Storms will pass as they will go
A course of secret only they will know
But longing still stirs trapped deep in
me
At the end of the world, restless and
lonely