| I used to lay out in a field under the Milky Way
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| With everything that I was feeling that I could not say
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| With every doubt and every sorrow that was in my way
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| Tearing around inside my head like it was there to stay
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| Night in my eyes, the night inside me
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| There where the shadows and the night could hide me
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| Night in my eyes
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| Sky full of stars turning over me
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| Waiting for night to set me free
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| I caught a ride into the city every chance I got
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| I wasn’t sure there was a name for the life I sought
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| Now I’m a long way gone down the life I got
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| I don’t know how I believed some of the things I thought
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| Night in my eyes, the night inside me
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| Here where the shadows gather to decide me
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| Night in my eyes
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| Out at the end of light and gravity
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| Waiting for night
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| It takes the night to clear all of this mess away
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| The obligation, the burden and the light of day
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| It takes the night to fall between the world I obey
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| And a world where I hear angels play
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| Maybe I should go back to Spain
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| I walk around inside the questions of my day |
| I navigate the inner reaches of my disarray
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| I pass the altars where fools and thieves hold sway
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| I wait for night to come and lift this dread away
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| Night in my eyes, the night inside me
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| Here where the shadows and the light divide me
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| Night in my eyes
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| Night full of promise and uncertainty
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| Waiting for night to set me free |