Edenbridge

The nothingness of life
Plunged into eternal darkness
An animal at bay
Words cannot convey
All is bathed in grey
A cold wind's blow
It's touch and go
If wishes were horses then beggars would ride
A torrid time
A strange design
Come hell or high water, come be the guide
I am here, down the ages
The road in deep despair
I'm solitaire
The diamond in your chain
The beacon fire in endless strain
The diamond in your chain
Is there a ghost of chance?
Here on this road to Damascus