Some Kind of Darkness
Some kind of darkness
I don’t know where it comes from
Some kind of darkness
I never seem to leave behind

Some kind of darkness
I don’t know where it comes from
Some kind of darkness
I never seem to leave behind

Some kind of sadness
Is the bane of my existence
Some kind of sadness
I’ve yet to let go of

Some kind of laughter
I don’t find enough of
Some kind of laughter
I wish it didn’t go away

Some kind of happiness
Is so sappy and misguided
Some kind of happiness
Is what keeps us divided
It might be the springtime of your life
But it’s the winter of mine
It might be that I’ll never grow
In this neon glow

Some kind of darkness
Is poignant and haunting
Mocking and taunting
Some kind of darkness
I wish in all frankness
Didn’t fill up all the blankness

It might be the springtime of your life
But it’s the winter of mine
It might be that I’ll never grow
Oh, it’s a tragedy of time
That the darkness is mine
Oh, the darkness is mine