A Kind Of Hope - Pilot Speed

I dreamed a garden full of light

Just you and a man in white

He tears the apples from your eye

Just to navigate your rise

Waiting for the moment

When the night becomes kind

There’s a shadow creeping through here

Will it reach your heart and mind?

Standing in the corner

Too tired to sense defeat

You long to take this with you

Yet yearn to be set free

I’ve wasted words of love and faith

Their true meaning came too late

Now they’re just whispers in the dark

Just scars upon your heart

Scars…

Waiting for the moment

When the night becomes kind

There’s a shadow creeping through here

Will it reach your heart and mind?

Standing in the corner

Too tired to sense defeat

You long to take this with you

Yet yearn to be set free

There’s a kind of hope

You hold onto

When the way is dark

And there’s little to lose

A kiss good-night

The trap we spring

Don’t turn me out!

I’ve gold to bring

A kiss good-night

The trap we spring

Don’t turn me out!

I’ve gold…

I’ve gold to bring

Waiting for the moment

When the night becomes kind

There’s a shadow creeping through here

Will it reach your heart and mind?

Standing in the corner

Too tired but I see fine

Are you holding up?

Is this situation dire?

There’s a kind of hope

You hold onto

When the way is dark

And there’s little to lose

Can you build a life

From on your knees?

When the cost you paid

Is the price you seek