Show me a writer with a sad, sad song
Who lived his pain, just stayed to long
Show me a fighter, fighting for his king
His heart and blood left in the ring

Give me a needle I can pass on through
I'll take that chance, girl, how about you?
And show me the lover who when all seems lost
Makes love to his grief, careless of the cost

Turn the lights on
Turn the lights on
Turn the lights on
Turn the lights on

Show me a father with a broken son
His face like stone, cold as a gun
There was a soldier atop my crumbling walls
But wind and rain just drowned his calls

I know it's hard, not so hard to tell
That my head don't match my water well
Like walking listless down a darkened street
I hear the drum, I just can't keep the beat

Turn the lights on
Turn the lights on
Turn the lights on
Turn the lights on

Been a while since I was on trial
For the course my life has run
I haven't heard any words
That that forgive the things I've done

So set a course for the north
I'll be waiting for word to come
Just come away
Come away
Come away
Come away
Way
Come away, my son

Turn the lights on
Turn the lights on
Turn the lights on
Turn the lights on