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THE DARK OF THIS NIGHT
I'm not one to bale
While there's a chink of light
I'm not going to fail
In the dark of this night
I'm not looking to fall
Keep my hopes in the air
I'm not pounding the wall
In some abject despair
I'll be up on stage somewhere
I'll keep writing my songs
I ache just to be there
Where my soul still belongs
Though pain keeps my mind blurred
I'll determine my choice
I tell you you aint heard
The last of this voice
Yes it's driving me mental
This one-sided fight
But I'm not going gentle
Into that bad night.
Copyright ©
Louis Spence
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