Like beams and rays and shooting stars
Light is up ahead
Without flicker, or wisp of doubt
It ensnares my head
I see the path clear as glass,run
Towards it, don't look back
Run, without doubt and fear and dark
And despair and lack
Don't stop, don't break, you will make it
You will make it to the ending
You will find happiness and bliss
Overcome with laugh, joy abounding
Run, and your burdens will fall
This, this I call hope
