Turn me off

Turn me off

For too long

By the burning of the light

Bathed in its glare

Found little space

To hide

No shadow finds me there

Under the halo

It is the pursuit

Of perfection

For the flame

Of my existence

Is no brighter

Than any other

We all step in and out

Of the limelight

Get caught in an overlap

Become lost in space

Blown on a solar wind

Separate objects

In need of an umbra

To bring about

Total disappearance

If just for a moment

As the light fades

It will flare up again

Flick a switch

Pull a ghoul face

Never take yourself

Too seriously

The rhythm of life

Is a quick step

Not a torch song.