The Children of the Night

We actually touch those flickering lights
On the cycle, it were riding
The throbbing throng's exhaustion
For the evening is your friend"

And give them something back

And when we all get lost in
We actually touch those flickering lights

Until it becomes one outright dance
And the moon keeps watch as the howling grows
Commands the revelries I attend

Beneath the blanket of stars
We are in fact the children of the night

So vast it sways our stance
And when we all get lost in
A spark of smoke in the air
It says, "Be not afraid beneath the heavens
And we stand new
Swaying, we continue to rise
The throbbing throng's exhaustion
Into one single petal from a very different rose
And give them something back
Into one single petal from a very different rose
To greet the sun as it leaves the sky

And the moon keeps watch as the howling grows