Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Darkest Night Ever, artist - Jean Grae. Album song The Orchestral Files, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 24.03.2008
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Orchestral
Song language: English
The Darkest Night Ever |
Whispering rain awoke me. |
The curtains drifting slowly |
The hint of dusk and twilight, gray sky, daylight folding |
Next to a lover recovering from a hangover slumber |
Twisting the sheets around my legs, slipping deep in the covers |
Reached over, felt nothing. |
Sat up, contemplated his leaving |
Called out his name and heard nothing but the sound of my breathing |
Feet swinging on the floor, shuffling sleepy on the slippery wood tiles |
Today, the hall is feeling like it’s miles to go. |
Splash water on my face |
Handle business—not in that order. |
Head to the kitchen |
Get a cup of java. |
Grab the remote, flick on the coffee machine |
Flop in the La-Z-Boy—easy chair, sighing |
Feet up on the table. |
Pressing buttons. |
No cable. |
Stand up |
Smacking the TV, throw the remote across the room and start |
Cursing—I'm heated. |
Pick up the cordless phone |
What the fuck? |
Dial tone’s missing and it’s fully charged |
Headed back in the kitchen, thinking «Maybe I blew a fuse» |
Try to switch on the lights and get nothing but confused |
Coffee still cold. |
Open fridge. |
Dark as hell |
Freezer dripping. |
No electricity far as I can tell |
I’m straight bitching now, complaining out loud |
Throw on a sweater and slippers, thinking «I'm ‘bout to go out on a super |
tripping» |
Stepped out on my door, locked it. |
Put the key in my pocket |
And took the stairs a flight, headed to his ground-floor apartment |
I’m must’ve knocked for five minutes, ringing bells, banging |
Calling, tapping, peeping through the mail slot. |
This nigga |
As much rent as I’m paying, there’s always something broken |
I’m thinking of rent-striking when the front door blows open |
That’s strange. |
All the tenants always lock it |
Looked over, walked up to it, closed it. |
It just opened again |
I let it swing. |
It’s strange. |
Peeped out into the street |
Silence was deafening—never heard nothing quieter |
Except for nothing. |
No one’s out. |
Lights are nonexistent |
And I mean no sound, no silence, no laughter |
No crying, unhappy children. |
No one walking |
No one standing. |
No one fighting, no one driving |
Just water falling. |
Just me calling out |
Into the deadened air. |
Panicking, getting no response |
Trembling. |
Tripping down the stoop, searching the block |
Kicking doors, I started running. |
I started running |
As the light is leaving, silently retreating down an empty hall |
Ran some blocks, stopped for nothing. |
There was nothing to stop for |
Throat getting raw from screaming, crying, pleading |
Hoping just to see something, anything moving |
I’m breathing like the air was made of knives, choking, falling |
Scraping up my knees. |
Body shaking like rustling leaves |
Upchucking and dry-heaving, pushing random doors open |
Running down a subway station, seeing scattered cars and choking as |
Purses and bags laying, drinks and trinkets scattered |
No sign of blood splattered. |
What the fuck happened? |
There’s no sign of the struggle. |
Just vanished—everyone |
Please, God. |
Let me be dreaming |
Ran back upstairs, tried every phone—dead |
Every building—nothing. |
Every store empty |
Getting darker now. |
Collapse hysterical. |
Beating my head |
Against the pavement just to test my consciousness and lost it |
Woke up in pure darkness, thinking it was over |
Under a blanket or scarf, the rain beating heavy. |
Head bloody |
God, kill me ‘cause you sure don’t love me. |
Got up and stumbled |
To a bus stop. |
Sat on a bench, looked at my hands bleeding |
Face streaked with dirt and tears streaming down |
Never slowing, rocking back and forth, wailing into the sky |
Praying for it just to end. |
Why would you leave me like this? |
What have I done wrong? |
Was it lost of faith? |
Maybe I’m in hell. |
Just tell me something. |
Am I going insane? |
I want to wake up. |
Please say it’s not the worst nightmare ever |
And if it’s not, end it now and just take me up |
I’d rather see a tunnel in a light. |
Wake me up |
Don’t leave me in the darkest night ever. |
Hunger escapes me |
Sad, but no, didn’t even measure time. |
Just started walking |
And darkness chased me. |
The cold air raped me |
I let my body go numb, float wherever the wind takes me |
Waiting for the end to come. |
And as she waited for the opposite of the beginning |
A million-and-one thoughts spun in her head |
Was this death? |
Was she awake? |
Had the rest of life been a dream and this is the reality? |
She ran until her legs stopped working. |
And her sweat dripped red |
There was still nothing. |
A flash of light |
And a silence softer than silence |
And then a darkness blacker than blackness |
And then she was still. |
And then she was still |
As the light is leaving, silently retreating down an empty hall |
Whispering rain awoke me. |
The curtains drifting slowly |
The hint of dusk and twilight, gray sky, daylight folding |
Next to a lover recovering from hangover slumber |
Twisting the sheets around my legs, slipping deep in the covers |
Reached over, felt nothing but a sense of repetition |
Called out his name and heard nothing. |
Headed to the kitchen |
Shuffling sleepy on the slippery tiles. |
Today, the hallway seems to go on for |
miles |
Flick on the coffee machine. |
Flop in the La-Z-Boy—easy chair, sighing |
Kick my feet up on the table. |
Pushing remote buttons, getting nothing |
Stood up suddenly, panicking, frantic |
Ran to the phone and checked it—dead. |
Hitting the lights, started crying |
Bolted out the door into the pouring rain, started running |
Once again, the sound of nothing ringing in my ears |
Like it’s a hundred church bells at once. |
Body turning numb again |
Worse than déjà vu, it’s darker, it’s colder than |
The reverse of fire. |
I feel like imploding |
Six-shot-bullet-loading, thinking now, tearing down the block |
Looking for gun stores, anything to blow my brains out |
Hoping lightning hits me from a heavy rain cloud |
I cry a million rivers, screaming for deliverance |
And end tonight in suffering. |
Can’t speak. |
My soul shivers |
And she ran until her legs stopped working |
And there was still nothing. |
And then a flash |
And then she was still |
As the light is leaving, silently retreating down an empty hall |