Night after
night after
night after
night -
I pour myself a dying street light.
Night after
night after
night after
night -
he finds me by death; black against white.
Night after
night after
night after
night -
there's the moan of the moon -
there's night, there's night.
His shadow has the heart
to crawl out of sight -
love lingers on the saddle,
dirt like.
night after
night after
night -
I pour myself a dying street light.
Night after
night after
night after
night -
he finds me by death; black against white.
Night after
night after
night after
night -
there's the moan of the moon -
there's night, there's night.
His shadow has the heart
to crawl out of sight -
love lingers on the saddle,
dirt like.
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