The Dark

The Dark

Where am I going 
Where have I been 
Ain't seen your face here since I don't know when 
Same conversations 
No news to send 
Friends came and left 
Now they're gone with the wind 
I'm waving hello 
Or watching them go 
Shining as they move in their arcs 
Am I going in or coming out of the dark 

No voices calling 
Or pulling me back 
Road with the train to the end of the track 
But station to station 
It all looks the same 
Gray as a headstone 
And cold as the grave 
The flame's getting low 
I'm watching this glow 
Dying or just losing its spark 
Am I going in or coming out of the dark 

The weather here falls 
The same as it all does 
The tide pulls me under 
I'm cold and bereft 
Just the same as it was where I left 

I can't see at all 
If you love me then call 
And tell me 'cause I'm losing the mark 
Am I going in or coming out of the dark