A Lost Language

Dancing under moonlight Haunting through the day Angels turn to darkness When the sun does not remain Invisible and hopeless The tones in which we speak Our language can’t describe it And now our vision’s bleak A thousand fall at daybreak A thousand more at dusk The silence will not comfort This mirror caked in rust Dangerous and frightened All that’s left to see People fight for nothing People try to flee Dancing through this wasteland Haunting brighter skies Reminders of our weakness Reminders of our lies Visibly we’re broken But suddenly we speak The gift of wisdom shines down The brightness lets us breathe Dancing into sunlight Caught within the day The angels recall caring Because the darkness never stays