• In this dark room were I’ve learnt to live.
    Were there’s no light for seeing,
    I have had to lead myself blind,
    Find my way out of the misery,
    Out of the darkness.
    Then I found my way out,
    And saw the light, the truth
    But now I realise it may have been best
    To stay in the dark, maybe it was best,
    Not knowing.