When your dreams fade,
and become distant and dim.
Slipping away, in a mist; they evaporate,
asleep or awake, are we ever certain?
When a friend can’t be found,
all that remains consistent,
when you’re down, no one wants you around.
How quickly they become dim and distant.
When you’ve lost fortunes favor,
and hope seems distant and dim.
With each step, you feel yourself waiver,
as if you’re hanging by a limb.
When love feels so out of reach,
just a longing, dim and distant.
No matter how long, how far and wide you seek,
when you find it, you’ll know fulfillment.
Distant and dim is the shore,
capsized by angry waters,
dark skies and screaming winds; we defy, we ignore.
That’s the pride of man, all his sons, and daughters.
When we think all hope is gone,
and the only light is dim and distant.
There will be another dawn,
and a sunrise, bright and magnificent.