Good Friday Lights

On a quiet Friday

The city holds its breath

Mia on the pavement

Traces of what's left

I walk through the shadows

Carrying the day

Every broken heartbeat

Learns its softer way

As the sky goes dark

I still see a line

Fimba steady

Pulling me through time

At Friday lights

Fall into the night

Turn your pain to silver

Turning loss to life

Goodbye, the lights

Are reaching for the dawn

Even in the silence

Cold is not gone

Cold wind on the window

Memories in bloom

A prayer in the distance

Rowsing through the room

Futuristic, it goes on like a healed refrain

And I feel the weight begin to fade again

If the sky goes dark

I still see a lime

Think but steady

Believe me if you're blind

Good Friday light

Fall into the night

Turning pain to silver, turning loss to light

'Cause Friday lights are reaching for the dawn

Even in the silence, hope is not gone

From the ashes of the moment, a promise stays alive

Everyone that part of me is learning how to live

Good Friday lights calling me back home

Through the storm and shadow, I'll lie, I'm not alone

Goodbye lights, I'm reaching for the dawn

Even in the silence, hope is not gone