Who

Time strips away the faces and the noise Life comes full circle, wondrous and strange In the mirror, the same tired, watchful eyes Who will step into the unknown in my place If I don’t stand up for myself, who will reach out and take my hand If I live only for myself, then my song is worthless in the end Who am I then in this cold, crazy world A living spark that fades alone into the dark Still, a whisper cuts through the endless blue If not now, then when will we wake up and live If not me, if not us Who will light the fires in the dark If I don’t save my life here at the edge Who will walk my road and bear my pain Who will raise my voice when I fall silent Who will keep alive what I still believe But if I live with my hand blocking out the light What will I leave behind when my years are gone The heart is not stone while its fire still burns So warm somebody else’s hand, not just your own If I don’t stand up for myself, who will reach out and take my hand If I live only for myself, then my song is worthless in the end Who am I then in this cold, crazy world A living spark that fades alone into the dark The sky keeps whispering through the endless blue If not now, then when will we wake up and live If not me, if not us Who will light the fires in the dark We all search for answers in the city’s hush Between the fear of loss and the hope of moving on But while a light still burns in somebody’s window The only dead end is a place where we’re not If I don’t stand up for myself, who will reach out and take my hand If I live only for myself, then my song is worthless in the end Who am I then in this cold, crazy world A living spark that burns much brighter in the dark The sky keeps whispering through the endless blue If not now, then when will we wake up and live If not me, if not us Who will light the fires in the dark When the light goes out Who am I then If not now Then when