Just before midnight.
Out with lanterns,
the moon and all it's friends.
searched for us.
Once caught,
the night held on to us.
It wouldn't let go,
It had claws,
in every shadow,
Every tree,
Every building
and neon lights.
Pulling us further from home,
further from the familiarity of light.
Away from...
the moon and all it's friends.
searched for us.
Once caught,
the night held on to us.
It wouldn't let go,
It had claws,
in every shadow,
Every tree,
Every building
and neon lights.
Pulling us further from home,
further from the familiarity of light.
Away from...