Sometimes the pain is too much and I shed a tear or two
but I remember what sacrifice will bring in a year or two
leaning on belief, seeing demons in my sleep
but I'm waking every sunrise pulling wisdom from the deep
found comfort in my darkness, an angel amongst the heartless
cloaked in a slight smile, consoling my "right now"
cause I've seen the future. I felt it press against my lips
least I can do is give heaven back its kiss