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As of late I've been wondering away,
What I believe in, why others stray,
They speak in tongues, speak very nice,
Reaching for something to say.

With the weight of ten worlds on their backs,
No options, stuck, froze in their tracks,
On a path to nowhere,
They keep looking to find their way,
Back to the year of light.

Light, light makes everything right,
It takes the pain away,
It defines the day,
Year of light.

There is no reasoned protocol,
In this year of six, zero, one, two.
There is no escape at all,
Not for me and you.
As we prepare for the call, to arms,
Mission in sight,
Break all the rules, hold tight,
Embrace the year of light.

Light, light, light makes everything right,
It takes the pain away,
It defines the day