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There’s a light at the end of the tunnel
And that light it is coming for me.
It is coming so fast and so brightly 
The end is near that is what I can see.


No more pain, no more suffering, no more sorrow, 
No more sadness in my soul to hide.
The light at the end of the tunnel,
It is coming to be my own guide.


It is warm, it is bright, it is blinding,
It Is helping me to see clear.
The light at the end of the tunnel
It is coming, it is fast, it is near. 


No more worries or bills or frustration. 
No more hurt, no more guilt, no more lies.
The light at the end of the tunnel,
Comes for all those who take their own lives.


All that sadness, confusion and sorrow 
All washed away with the light.
No more mornings or sunshine’s or snowstorms
No more crying on into the night.


All that weight lifted from my shoulders. 
Though there’s many that are left behind. 
They carry my sorrow that with them,
And they’re leading the chorus blind.


They are angry and hurt and unforgiving.
They don’t understand why I’m  gone.
They wish they had said more and listened,
But there’s nothing that they did wrong.


My  choice was mine and mine alone,
To end the suffering inside.
Now it’s done and it over, it’s sorted.
My pain I no longer hide.