Little Lamplight

Burn the earth against your will
Vitrify the sand
Illuminate the atmosphere
With a beacon formed of plague
What’s left to stand for
When the hands that hold me up
Lay severed from the soil?
Damaged beyond repair

Listen, what choice did you give me?
Am I supposed to know?
If I shone as far as you, would you see me?
Would you see me?
If I glowed as bright as you would you let me in?
Would you let me stay?
If I called out to you, would you hear me?
Would you hear me?
If I reached out, would you take me there?
Can you feel it? Can you hear the voices?

Radioactive whispers swim like spores
Through the air, a cavalcade of emotion
Stampedes on my skin
In a desert left to linger I caught the gaze of a lantern
No body, no bridges
A signal, a memory

If the little lamplight left burns out
I’ll find my way

Listen, what choice did you give me?
Am I supposed to know?
If I shone as far as you, would you see me?
Would you see me?
If I glowed as bright as you, would you let me in?
Would you let me stay?
If I called out to you, would you hear me?
Would you hear me?
If I reached out, would you take me there?

Irradiated eyes still search for peace
At the crux of a gasoline veil over my senses
If I lose my vision, if I walk astray
If the little lamplight left burns out I’ll find my way
If I’m left with nothing, if I’m wrought in chains
If the little lamplight left burns out I’ll find my way