You know I just seemed to realize that
We are all holding on to a small flickering light that we call passion
We are scared that it will be gone with the wind
We are scared we won't know how to light it again
And we dream to see that light shine bright
Bright enough to bring a sense of personal joy and satisfaction
but there are many things that seem to try to put the small but bright light out
And all we can hope is that
This light, that we made will live on to the end
and all that matters is that