Half in lightness, half in dark
Half way home past Lincoln Park
Half in Sodium, half in sky
Halfway there I wonder why
Half in praise, half in pain
Halfway past I can't explain
Half in darkness, half in light
Halfway wonder that I might
Half in sleep, half in wake
Halfway from the dreams I make
Half in stillness, half in flight
Halfway way up then out of sight
Half in bud, half in leaf
Halfway acorn underneath
Half in mist, half in dew
Halfway home the migrants flew
Half in sun, half in shade
Halfway done the moneys made
Half in anger, half in doubt
Halfway round the roundabout
Half in clover, half in rye
Halfway over do I cry
Half in Dover, half in France
Halfway over my last romance
Half in life, half in death
Halfway gasp for my last breath
Half in mourning, half in joy
Halfway dressed in corduroy
Half in many, half in few
Halfway sent the soldiers knew
Half in danger, half in doubt
Halfway arms they held them out
Half in stillness, half in style
Halfway art on murder mile
Half in brother, half in son
Halfway death for everyone
Half in justice, half in retribution
Halfway rumours court confusion
Half in peace, half in reconciliation
Halfway long walk from alienation
