In the still of the night When there is you and you alone And your tired of the fight And all that life has thrown. Do you ache for some peace Some voice to break the stillness Do you cry for some release Some end to all the illness. The loneliness, the pain Of the ever grinding day. Other peoples' disdain And the malice they relay. Do you hear the lies Told of love and caring. Till you scream to the skies For the load you are bearing. This is how it is And how it will be Till we join the lists Of the dead and the free.