Pulled by the weight of the world  The moon fell away today  Plunging the night deep down and into disarray  And I am stumbling just to find my way  Stumbling as it slips away    And we're in darkness, which is the hardest.  And there's no progress amidst the promise  Of better days Or better ways    The scent's gone cold, the path's awry.  Dreams take hold as life goes by.  And no matter what you are told  Life's but a tear in the eye.  A mask without a face