• The night is a light that leaves such a plight that we can all not stand it,
    Darkness prevails but we make some sails and soar into the wild black yonder,
    But light comes to play and we are all saved to run and roam free forever,
    And then Sunday calls and asks us 'bout Paul and we answer "Nope haven't seen him!"
    So then we keep walking around through the dark park like a night light in a child's bedroom.

    3nodding