They say,

      "Night is darkest

         just before the dawn."

But you say,
      "I do not see the sun,

         there is only darkness,"

As you return

to Morpheus' dull embrace. 

I have tried to guide you,

         O Weary Traveler,

Through this, our Dark Night

My torch, I have borne it 

         For you,

                           O Weary Traveler.

It is not much,

         I know,

But it is all 

         I know

And all I have, I give

         to you,

                       my weary little one. 

But alas, you do not follow

Returning instead

         to the opium of Sleep's dreams.

You have said,

                                                       "I love you."

         But never to yourself.

You have said,

                                                       "I love you."

                      Clearly---

you love to suffer more.

      You have said,

                                                       "I love you."

But I cannot 

Let you drag me 

Into your endless darkness.

      And so I say,

            "Goodnight,

O' Weary traveler."