Inches away her misty dream she's walking against every wind that beats moving towards that silver sheen. Half way through tired aspirations spent unsurity, clogging her head she begins to surrender. Yet with denial comes hope another reason to move ahead. slowly she closes her eyes to all that's left behind. and nervously she clutches his hand and takes a step into darkened regret. And another, but this time she's surer. With every dark night her moon appears brighter. With every unsurity her determination grows stronger.