Night

Night I got off the plane with my carry on And I walked past the gate knowing no one had come And the shuttle ferried me once again To my lonely parked car Drive west trading sunlight for headlights and spotlights for shame CHORUS: Night is the time when we turn on the lights When the sun is around every thing seems so bright As the sky turns to black, the glare fades away Night is the time when we turn on the lights The cracked mirror of strangers we call by first name, they’re like favorite playthings. It’s such a fun game. The distortions, are a spectrum of lies we Shine to keep ourselves sane But in the dark, come the specters and shadows That whisper our crimes. The darkness makes rough company, it’s so hard to be alone The coldest stares we give are to the faces We call our own Pull up to my door number forty-one Shed my clothes to the floor and lay my head down. And the streetlights make halos of safety, Mirages of trust In the silence I stare out the window And pray for the dawn