Night falls with gravity, The earth turns from sanity,
Taking my only friend I know, He leaves a lot, his name is "Hope".
* I'm never what I like, I'm double-sided, and I just can't hide,
I kind of like it when I make you cry, 'Cause I'm twisted up, I'm twisted up inside.
The horrors of the night melt away, Under the warm glow of survival of the day,
Then we move on, My shadow grows taller, along with my fears,
And my frame shrinks smaller as night grows near.
When the sun is climbing window sills, And the silver lining rides the hills,
I will be saved for one whole day, Until the sun makes the hills its grave.
( * , * )
I'm semi-automatic, my prayer's schizophrenic, But I'll live on, yeah I'll live on, yeah I'll live on.
By the time the night wears off, The dust is down and shadows burn,
I will rise and stand my ground, Waiting for the night's return.
( * , * )
