The Silver Light

There is no day or night
In the forest of slot machines
Flashing lights and cigarettes
Free refills on your drink

But if the golden deer of luck
Never leaps the black jack felt
Past old men with their oxygen
Feeding quarters to the slots

Will you see the silver light?
Can you see the silver light?
Can you see it hiding
There in your empty hands?

Will you see the silver light?
Can you see the silver light?
Can you see it shining
There in your empty hands?

Beefy nachos, chicken wings
All you can eat buffet
A bar shaped like a racing car
Neon glow stick in your drink

And if the angels never come
Soaring down on golden wings
And anoint your shaking fist
With a pair of paper kings

Will you see the silver light?
Can you see the silver light?
Can you see it hiding
There in your empty hands?

Will you see the silver light?
Can you see the silver light?
Can you see it shining
There in your empty hands?