Lyrics This Is Night - Matthew Good

This Is Night

This is night
Frameless clouds of what if
Another life
The cracks of it
Pulling tight
Begging you in
It’s too late
To argue it
Which of us
Without, within
This is night
Remember it
The witch hunt
Bank holidays
The firewood
The screaming
The left hand
Redheads
The firewood
The screaming
In and out
Of deep endings
Armalites
Castles and kings
This is night
Breaking you in
It’s too late
To argue it
What in us
Took out, put in
This is night
Remember it
The witch hunt
Bank holidays
The firewood
The screaming
The left hand
Redheads
The firewood
The screaming
The firewood
The screaming