NIGHT

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Suspended sighs, my dreams and I
collide on the ceiling tiles.
If I hang on to my wild mind
with closed eyes in the moonlight
then the fear subsides.

And it’s not love, it’s not spite.
It’s not wrong, it’s not mine.
It’s not true, it’s not a lie.
It’s not day and it’s not quite…
night.

It’s the in-between that’s killing me:
the unknown, what will or won’t be.
The haunting, alarm clock misery.
Three a.m., my friend, my eternity.

CHORUS

Now I’ve heard it all.
Like the rain, I fall.
If future stalls, I’m still alive.
And i’m not out of hope that I’ll get it right.
It may be out of reach, but it’s not out of sight.

CHORUS

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from HEYDAY, released August 26, 2014

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