I am walking down a dark dirt road
Hope to God the end is near.
The noises in the distant shadows
Startle my weakening strength.
The light of the late moons glow
Is fading behind the forming black clouds
Roaring sounds scream from up above.
Farther and farther I walk
In great wonder what end is coming
The end of my life ...
Or the end of the road ...
A whirling mass of time and great pain
Go by in just a split second
The noises slowly fade away
Into the distant memories of life
That I had hoped to continue
But faded away in the blackness of the Night.