God's Light

“The lights are too bright,” I told a fellow man
And I sighed out of displeasure, he was blind the fellow man.
I sat on a stone that held up a body, a body full of light.
I sat on a stone that held up a body, a body full of light.
I held my breath for just a couple seconds to feel what struggle was
But struggle is certainly more than that when water fills your lungs.
It crept on me the visions I dreamed, not once did I know if it was real,