The Visitor

Did it really make a difference? Was there strength enough to set me free? Am I even sure I'm living now? Or is this some kind of dream? Is it really that important? Did I really need to find this way? Have I never looked inside before? Have I always been afraid? The vampire waits on the corner of the street Past the clown and the words of the preacher Try to run, but you'll never beat the thief Are these the faces of The Visitor? It was there in a desperate breath It was born from a moment of death It was held in the weakest of faith But it seemed to last forever It was over in a moment of sight It was gone in a flash of a light It was lost in the heart of the night But it seemed to last forever You're never alone Take it from me You're never alone Just take it from me Take it from me Did it really make a difference? Am I really what I seem to be? Did I ever truly breathe again? Or is this some kind of dream?