The light seems dim, but I see just fine.
My mind is spinning like a top
My path has started winding but I am walking in a straight line
I just want to know when this madness will stop

What if I make it through?
What if I find a light?
What would I do?
Will I be alright?

But for now I must keep walking
If I sit down now, I won't get back up.
Even as hell's angels come stalking
I have to keep going, even if it gets tough

For in the future I can say I've done it
When I look into the eyes of others, I can say I made it through
For I have already crawled from the deepest darkest pit
I will restore in them the knowledge that they can do it too.