On an open stretch of freeway
Underneath the canvas clouds
The blackness after midnight
Swallowed everything around

But just up ahead on the open horizon
We caught the faintest glow
And as we drew near
it seemed so clear that the dark would have to go

In the center of the city
Comes the illusion of the day
When everything looks pretty
It's easy to think you've found the way
But it's all just a big masquerade

It was thirty-six months earlier
On that same old lonesome road
And that same old darkness lingered
Just before the lightning show

And the thunder cracked down
And His lightning conquered everything around
The dark had to flee

Now the light of the little town
Was as dark as the night compared to His light

In the center of the city
Comes the illusion of the day
When everything looks pretty
It's easy to think you've found the way
But it's all just a big masquerade

words and music by Ed Cash

Behind the Song:
"One night, I was driving through Mississippi in the midst of a huge thunderstorm. In the distance, I could see the lights of a city shining and lighting up a small section of the sky. I was so impressed with the power of the city lights until a bolt of lightning flashed and illuminated the entire sky and allowed me to see everything. I was in awe of seeing God's creation and the awesome power of the lightning overpowering the city lights." - Caedmon's Call