It's how they make it through
And he's losing and he's using
And they look from such a height
Stranded in the dark of a vision in the park
And he says he's doing fine
And he stands up all alone
Their voices draw you near them
If you listen you can hear them
Talking back to the night
That somehow it's all right
It's all that they can do
Talking back to the night
They're talking back to the night
His dream is getting smaller and he wonders where to turn
And he's trying not to burn
Talking back to the night
It's how they make it through
Something seems to take every dime the man can make
He's a preacher and a teacher
It's all that they can do
That somehow it's all right
Talking back to the night
They're talking back to the night
Talking back to the night
It's how they make it through
They're talking back to the night for you
Woman never minds, pulls the shade and draws the blinds
And they look from such a height
Talking back to the night
And it's no more than he needs
It's all that they can do
A poet in his madness tries to find another line
She takes him in the darkness where the loneliest can feed
They're talking back to the night
Their voices draw you near them
Talking back to the night
If you listen you can hear them
That somehow it's all right
Talking back to the night
They're talking back to the night
And they look from such a height
They're talking back to the night for you
She gives him all she has to
And he's trying hard to make it
