The moon tells me a secret - my confidant
Its source is bright and endless
Don't wanna be down here soothing my narcissism.
I pray the light lifts me out
Before I pine away.
So crucify the ego, before it's far too late
To leave behind this place so negative and blind and cynical,
Just let the light touch you
And let the words spill through
Bringing out our hope and reason ...