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A light at the end of a tunnel Calling for the dwellers in the dark Their minds don't recognize the call But they know to go. Something like thunder shakes A white-hot core burning like a star Pulling like a razor wire Cutting loose the dead parts. All your prayers must seem as nothing All your answers spark more questions Falling down and staying there Feel the fire blaze below the water sound. Grasping for cover like a shadow Fighting the fear inside like cancer Shine like thunder, cry like rain Hear my calling, hear my name. Devil watching over, like a black sea sweeps the feet of neverlandlady Black as a crows wing Dress covers her like a glove. Still looking for a face behind Waiting out the endless rain Screaming for a silence Scream my name. © 1995, h e a t h . h o u s t o n |