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Darker TimesSeptember's here againEvery insecurity reminds you Who's at the helm? Darker times With fear in the eyes Who's the man in charge? Invented isolation Alone and safe inside Struggle with words, That make sense in time Yet waiting for someone to enter Say, "I have a better plan" Never have to worry For all that we know The truth be told As we lay down low Walking the thin line Let the happiness in For now it's fine We're living the lie When light breaks Another way to matter All questions somehow answered When life comes crushing At the early break of day We've only come so far |