Settling now,
once again,
what was begun
will meet it's end.

Running now,
time to hide,
go inside
it's time to hide.

Here we stand at the end of paths taken.
(Guiding Light Inspiration)
The slow decline.
The crumbling foundation, the stations, and now the cross,
but we're still lost.

Waiting now,
dull roots twinning,
keeping watch,
for new roots shining.

There you stand at the edge of salvation.
(Guiding Light Inspiration)
The slow decline.
The crumbling foundation, the stations, and now the cross,
but we're still lost