It echoed in dimly lit alley:

"We need to get out of here, now!"

The alley of dreams and stations,

The alley of truth and lie

Forgotten, crossed from memory

Left alone to seek

New paths and re-discovery

Will make your sanity weak

Across the trails of misery,

Between the highest pines

Light steps to lake of mystery,

Heavy pressure from angry sky

Where sun is drowned in solace,

Where moon is bleak in stains

Of past words and tragedies

That were washed away in vain

From the leaves above, from morally

Disgraced opinions on pain,

Stay in the light of lantern

It's warm, it will keep you sane