Nighttime Person

I'm a nighttime person

And when everyone's asleep

I like to walk from room

To quiet room and listen to the fridge weep

I like the hum of the streetlight

Coming in through the gap

I like the whine of the washer

I'm a nighttime sav

I like the crease in the paper

And the whisper of a page

I like the bolt out of cover

When the spiders feeling brave

Have you ever seen a moonbow?

Have you evеr seen a ghost?

I'm a nighttime person

I like thе nighttime most

I keep the hours of a printer

I keep the cross in the park

The jig is up when your eyelid's shut

Don't want to lie in the dark

Don't want to sing with the angles

Don't want to dance with the damned

Just want to run under the midnight sun

With the blood in my hands

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Tonight was a night unlike

Any other

I was disturbed by the light

Of the nighttime's mother

The orange glow of the streetlights

Had been replaced by a pale

And lonesome white

I pulled open the living room

Curtains wide

No moon could I see in the nighttime sky

The sodium bulbs had been replaced

Now my sacred night is a different place!

They're energy efficient, guess that's good

I'm a nighttime person

And when everyone's in bed

I like to watch old re-runs

Until my eyes are dead

I like the crease in the paper

And the whisper of a page

I like the bolt out of cover

When the spiders feeling brave

Don't want to sing with the Angles

Don't want to dance with the damned

I wanna run under the midnight sun

With the blood in my hands

Have you ever seen a moonbow?

Have you ever seen a ghost?

I'm a nighttime person

I like the nighttime most

I'm a nighttime person

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