on nights like this

it's time to sleep the morning comes
the moon is full and day is done
but i'm awake and not afraid
yet sad and joyful all the same
the lives we intertwine arrest
my thoughts and dreams and cares
i long to walk in peaceful steps
i long for you to bear me no ill
to forgive is but a word away
and yet perhaps i'll never hear
the words to bring us home
through many days down many paths
we walk and part and join
sometimes the strength to meet again
cannot be found inside our hearts
the scent of charcoal fills the night
acrid hungry smell of death
in this world caving in to the end
what kills can bring us life again
if you would meet me at the door
i'd meet you with no swords
starting over we could rise up new
like the day that dawns in hours

it's time to sleep and so i'll go
perhaps your slight is apathy
but should you long to stem the dark
i'd join you in that fight
i'm here we'll hold the light
and never say goodnight