When but a shadow is fitted weakly upon a white wall
When the children plan to see the next tomorrow with a smile
When the parents plan it all just as they one and the same
When the dreams dance about in their little tiny minds
When the nightmares come creeping where they may
When knights slay dragons and people demand justice
When it is swift and decisive and the right is done
When all seems fitting and
When all seems fit
When this light flickers and the shadows creep a bit
When woman demand respect
When men demand reverence
When the battle torn nation slinks off to hide and cry
when the torn apart teddy goes one more day in the drink
When the slaps and the abuse go hand in hand with the shakes
When the lights come up
When it all remains as it was
When the fantasy invades a reality
When the simplicity commits complexity
When the meak inherit and the strong suicide
When warships and little jet planes drop the atom on the world
when the shadows consume this all
When the fires burn bright
When the fire burns bright,
There is still always a light.
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